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SCENE I	A
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SCENE The saddling paddock at a racecourse	B
Citizens Battlers Toffs Trainers Flappers Satyrs Bookmakers and Turf Experts	B
Enter Shortinbras a Trainer and two Punters	B
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FIRST PUNTER Good Shortinbras what thinkest thou of the Fav'rite	C
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SHORTINBRAS aside This poltroon would not venture a ducat	C
on David to beat a dead donkey a dull and muddy mettled rascal	D
To Punter Aye marry Sir I think well of the Favourite	C
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PUNTER And yet I have a billiard marker's word	C
That in this race to day they back Golumpus	B
And when they bet they tell me they will knock	E
The Favourite for a string of German Sausage	F
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SHORTINBRAS Aye marry they would tell thee I've no doubt	C
It is the way of owners that they tell	G
To billiard markers and the men on trams	B
Just when they mean to bet Go back it back it	C
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Tries to shuffle off but Punter detains him	H
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PUNTER Nay good Shortinbras what thinkest thou of Golumpus	B
Was it not dead last week	I
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SHORTINBRAS Marry sir I think well of Golumpus	B
'Tis safer to speak well of the dead betimes they rise again	J
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Sings	B
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They pulled him barefaced in the mile	K
Hey Nonny Nonny	J
The Stipes were watching them all the while	K
And the losers swear but the winners smile	K
Hey Nonny Nonny	J
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Exit Shortinbras	B
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SECOND RUNTER A scurvy knave What meant he by his prate	C
Of Fav'rite and outsider and the like	L
Forsooth he told us nothing Follow him close	B
Give him good watch I pray you till we see	B
Just what he does his dough on Follow fast	C
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Exeunt Punters	B
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SCENE II	A
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The same Bookmakers call 'Seven to Four on the Field '	-
'Three to One Bar One ' 'Ten to One Golumpus '	-
Enter Two Heads	B
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FIRST HEAD How goes the battle Did thou catch the last	C
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SECOND HEAD Aye marry did I and the one before	M
But this has got me beat The Favourite drifts	B
And not a single wager has been laid	C
About Golumpus Thinkest thou that both are dead	C
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Re enter Punters	B
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PUNTER Good morrow Gentlemen I have it cold	C
Straight from the owner that Golumpus goes	B
Eyes out to win today	C
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FIRST HEAD Prate not to me of owners Hast thou seen	J
The good red gold Go in The Jockey's Punter	N
Has he put up the stuff or does he wait	C
To get a better price Owner say'st thou	O
The owner does the paying and the talk	P
Hears the tale afterwards when it gets beat	C
And sucks it in as hungry babes suck milk	Q
Look you how ride the books in motor cars	B
While owners go on foot or ride in trams	B
Crushed with the vulgar herd and doomed to hear	R
From mouths of striplings that their horse was stiff	S
When they themselves are broke from backing it	C
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SCENE III	A
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Enter an Owner and a Jockey	B
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OWNER 'Tis a good horse A passing good horse	B
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JOCKEY I rose him yesternoon it seemed to me	B
That in good truth a fairly speedy cow	O
Might well outrun him	H
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OWNER Thou froward varlet must I say again	J
That on the Woop Woop course he ran a mile	K
In less than forty with his irons on	J
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JOCKEY Then thou should'st bring the Woop Woop course down here	R
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OWNER Thou pestilential scurvy Knave Go to	C
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Strikes him	H
Alarms and excursions The race is run and Shortinbras enters	B
leading in the winner	N
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FIRST PUNTER And thou hast trained the winner thou thyself	S
Thou complicated liar Didst not say	C
To back Golumpus or the Favourite	C
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SHORTINBRAS Get work For all I ever had of thee	B
My children were unfed my wife unclothed	C
And I myself condemned to menial toil	T
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PUNTER The man who keeps a winner to himself	S
Deserves but death Kills him	H
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Enter defeated Owner and Jockey	B
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OWNER Thou whoreson Knave thou went into a trance	B
Soon as the barrier lifted and knew naught	C
Of what occurred until they neared the post	C
Kills him	H
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Curtain falls on ensemble of punters bookmakers	B
heads and surviving jockeys and trainers	B

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