A Ramble In St James' Park Flashcards
Such as you usually do hear for those
That dine at the Bear
To cool my head
And fire my heart!
Though St James’ park has honour on’t
Tis consecrate to prick and cunt
Strange woods spring
From the teeming earth
Poor pensive lover in this place,
Would frig upon his mother’s face
Whose lewd tops
Fucked the very skies
And nightly now beneath their shades,
Are buggeries, rapes, and incests made
Unto this all sin-
Sheltering grave
Great ladies, chambermaids and drudges,
The ragpicker and heiress trudges
Whoever had been round to see
The proud disdain she cast on me
Of who fucks who
And who does worse
She dropped from heaven
That very hour
But ,ark what creatures women are:
How infinitely vile when fair
Nay, looks and lives,
And loves by rote
A Greys Inn wit, a
Great inhabiter of the pit
A most accomplished
Tearing blade
And with these
Three confounded asses
So a proud bitch
Does lead about
The savoury scent of
Salt swollen cunt
Gods! That a thing admired by
Me should fall to so much infamy
Had she picked out to run her arse on, some stiff pricked clown or well hung parson,
I the proceeding should have praised in hope she had quenched the fire I had raised
A passive pot for
Fools to spend in
But why am I, of all mankind,
To so severe a fate designed
Did ever I refuse to bear the
Meanest part your lust could spare
I was content to serve you up my
Ballock-full for your grace cup
When, leaning on your faithless
Chest, wrapped in security and breast
May stinking vapours
Choke your womb
I’ll make her feel
My scorn and hate
Put her with
Scandals, truth or lies
Loathed and despised, kicked out the
Town, into some dirty hole alone
And may no woman better thrive
That dares profane the cunt I swive!
