Catches, canons and drinking songs

to your rude health,



Here lie as dead as any stones old gaffer Thomas and his dame,
light be the earth upon their bones for fear they catch their usual flame,
for gaffer often pressed her bones and kindled up an am’rous flame,
and she for him would hoard up stones to prove herself a busy dame.

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