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SUCTION:  Come COLUMN, your song.
COLUMN:  [goes to piano and flirts with Ms. NANNICANTIPOT] 

As I walk'd forth one May morning 
To see the fields so pleasant & so gay,
O there did I spy a young maiden sweet,
Among the Violets that smell so sweet,
Smell so sweet,
Smell so sweet,
Among the Violets that smell so sweet.

TILLY LALLY: Hang violets! Here's to Rum and water, "Sweets"
[winks at GIMBLET].
 

I never saw such a bowler
To bowl the ball into a turd
And to clean it with my handkerchief 
Without saying a word

[sits with lovers] O, Say, Joe Bradley and I was going along one day in the Sugar house, Joe Bradley saw--for he had but one eye--saw a treacle jar [hands form a woman's shape]. So he goes of his blind side and dips his hand up to the shoulder in treacle [thrusts his arm under the table, on GITTIPIN'S lap, extending his tongue]: here, lick, lick, lick! said he. For he had but one eye.

   
  [everyone in pub but SCOPPRELL and GITTIPIN has a hearty laugh]
   
SCOPPRELL: 

And I ask the Gods no more-- 
no more, no more. 
no more, no more.

Ms. Gittipin, you sing like a harpsichord. Let your bounty descend to our fair ears and favour us with a fine song.
PHILOSOPHERS:  Nooo!
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