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- SUCTION:
Hang that shit, let's have a song.
- QUID:
- When Old Corruption first begun,Adorn'd in yellow vest,He committed on Flesh a whoredom--O, what a wicked beast!From them a callow babe did spring,And Old Corruption smil'dTo think his race should never end,For now he had a child.He call'd him Surgery, & fedThe babe with his own milk,For Flesh & he could ne'er agree,She would not let him suck.And this he always kept in mind,And formed a crooked knife,And ran about with bloody handsTo seek his mother's life.And as he ran to seek his motherHe met with a dead woman,He fell in love & married her,A deed which is not common.She soon grew pregnant & brought forthScurvy & Spott'd Fever.The father grinn'd & skipt about,And said, "I'm made for ever!""For now I have procur'd these impsI'll try experiments."With that he tied poor Scurvy down& stopt up all its vents.