The Broken Jug

JENNY AND JOHN

JENNY

As if you coudden leäve the jug alwone!
Now you've a-smack'd my jug;
Now you've a-whack'd my jug;
Now you've a-cracked my jug,
Ageän the stwone.

JOHN

Why he must be a-crack'd unknown to you,
Zoo don't belie the stwone,
He scarce went nigh the stwone;
He just went by the stwone,
An' broke in two.

JENNY

He crack'd avore! no, he wer sound enough,
Vrom back to lip, wer sound,
To stand or tip, wer sound,
To hold or dip, wer sound.
Don't talk such stuff.

JOHN

How high then do the price o'n reach?
I'd buy zome mwore, so good;
I'd buy a score, so good;
I'd buy a store, so good,
At twopence each.

JENNY

Indeed! wi' stwonen jugs a-zwold so dear.
No, there's a tap, vor lies;
An' there's a slap, vor lies;
An' there's a rap, vor lies,
About your ear.

JOHN

Oh! there be pretty hands! a little dear!
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