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Xmas
Day is come my Boys
Oh
wont we have a spree
Roast
Beef for Diner boys
And
Curent Cake for tea.
Good
tobacco for the men my Boys
How
happy we will be.
Snuff
for the old women Boys
And
fine Gunpowder Tea.
The
children they will laugh my Boys
When
the Good they see
Aples
nuts and cakes they cry
That’s
the stuff for me.
We
must thank the Guardians Boys
For
being so kind to us
They
looks to our wants my Boys
And
liberel with their Purse.
And
we must thank the Master Boys
The
mistress and the cook
And
give them cheers three my Boys
And
we’ll enjoy a smoke.
The
doctor and the nurses Boys
They
looks to our health
May
they spend Meney a Merry Xmas
In
happyness and wealth.
And
when the day is over Boys
We
will all go to rest
And
dream of hot Plumb Pudding Boys
And
lay cosey in our nest.
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