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Have you a penny ? well then, stay! Haven't you any ? don't go away ! Punch holds receptions all through the day, Squeaking aloud to gather a crowd, Scolding at Toby, beating his Wife, Frightening the Constable out of his life, And making jokes in a terrible passion, As is Mr. Punch's peculiar fashion; For this is his old, delightful plan Of getting as many pence as he can.
Then away he'll jog,
With his Wife and his Dog,
New folks to meet
In the very next street.
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