SUCTION: |
"Aha," to Dr. Johnson
Said Scipio Africanus,
"Lift up my Roman Petticoat
And kiss my Roman Anus." |
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[arm-in-arm, they bend over, lifting their coattails,
and give GITTIPIN the moon] |
SCOPPRELL: |
[forced laughter] Oh, my poor sides! I, I should
die if I was to live here. |
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[male and female voices outside] |
ARADOBO: |
The boys in the street sing something very pretty and funny about
school--O, no, about matches. |
GITTIPIN: |
I cry my matches as far as Guild hall God bless the duke and his
aldermen all! |
SCOPPRELL:
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I ask the Gods no more,
no more, no more. |