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My Boy Hobbie O

By George Gordon, Lord ByronSource: George Gordon, Lord Byron - PoetryDB (Public Domain)262 words

New Song to the tune of

"_Whare hae ye been a' day,

My boy Tammy O.!

Courting o' a young thing

Just come frae her Mammie O._"

HOW came you in Hob's pound to cool,

My boy Hobbie O?

Because I bade the people pull

The House into the Lobby O.

What did the House upon this call,

My boy Hobbie O?

They voted me to Newgate all,

Which is an awkward Jobby O.

Who are now the people's men,

My boy Hobbie O?

There's I and Burdett--Gentlemen

And blackguard Hunt and Cobby O.

You hate the house--_why_ canvass, then?

My boy Hobbie O?

Because I would reform the den

As member for the Mobby O.

Wherefore do you hate the Whigs,

My boy Hobbie O?

Because they want to run their rigs,

As under Walpole Bobby O.

But when we at Cambridge were

My boy Hobbie O,

If my memory don't err

You founded a Whig Clubbie O.

When to the mob you make a speech,

My boy Hobbie O,

How do you keep without their reach

The watch within your fobby O?

But never mind such petty things,

My boy Hobbie O;

God save the people--damn all Kings,

So let us Crown the Mobby O!

Yours truly,

(Signed) _INFIDUS SCURRA_.

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