by Mr. Gregson, etc."].


I

I first was hired to _peg a Hack_ [1]
They call "The Erin" sometime back,
Where soon I learned to _patter flash_, [2]
To curb the tits, and tip the lash-- [3]
Which pleased _the Master of_ The Crown
So much, he had me up to town,
And gave me _lots_ of _quids_ a year, [4]
To _tool_ "The Constitutions" here. [5]
So, ya-hip, hearties, here am I
That drive the Constitution Fly.

II

Some wonder how the Fly holds out,
So rotten 'tis, within, without;
So loaded too, through thick and thin,
And with such _heavy_ creturs IN.
But, Lord, 't will last our time--or if
The wheels should, now and then, get stiff,
Oil of Palm's the thing that, flowing, [6]
Sets the naves and felloes going.
So ya-hip, _Hearties_! etc.

III