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Corinna Pride of Drury Lane	A
For whom no Shepherd sighs in vain	A
Never did Covent Garden boast	B
So bright a batter'd strolling Toast	B
No drunken Rake to pick her up	C
No Cellar where on Tick to sup	C
Returning at the Midnight Hour	D
Four Stories climbing to her Bow'r	E
Then seated on a three legg'd Chair	F
Takes off her artificial Hair	F
Now picking out a Crystal Eye	G
She wipes it clean and lays it by	G
Her Eye Brows from a Mouse's Hide	H
Stuck on with Art on either Side	H
Pulls off with Care and first displays 'em	I
Then in a Play Book smoothly lays 'em	I
Now dextrously her Plumpers draws	J
That serve to fill her hollow Jaws	J
Untwists a Wire and from her Gums	K
A Set of Teeth completely comes	K
Pulls out the Rags contriv'd to prop	L
Her flabby Dugs and down they drop	L
Proceeding on the lovely Goddess	M
Unlaces next her Steel Rib'd Bodice	N
Which by the Operator's Skill	O
Press down the Lumps the Hollows fill	O
Up hoes her Hand and off she slips	P
The Bolsters that supply her Hips	P
With gentlest Touch she next explores	Q
Her Shankers Issues running Sores	Q
Effects of many a sad Disaster	D
And then to each applies a Plaster	D
But must before she goes to Bed	R
Rub off the Daubs of White and Red	R
And smooth the Furrows in her Front	S
With greasy Paper stuck upon't	T
She takes a Bolus e'er she sleeps	U
And then between two Blankets creeps	U
With pains of love tormented lies	V
Or if she chance to close her Eyes	V
Of Bridewell and the Compter dreams	W
And feels the Lash and faintly screams	W
Or by a faithless Bully drawn	X
At some Hedge Tavern lies in Pawn	X
Or to Jamaica seems transported	Y
Alone and by no Planter courted	Z
Or near Fleet Ditch's oozy Brinks	A2
Surrounded with a Hundred Stinks	A2
Belated seems on watch to lie	G
And snap some Cull passing by	G
Or struck with Fear her Fancy runs	B2
On Watchmen Constables and Duns	B2
From whom she meets with frequent Rubs	C2
But never from Religious Clubs	C2
Whose Favour she is sure to find	D2
Because she pays them all in Kind	D2
CORINNA wakes A dreadful Sight	E2
Behold the Ruins of the Night	E2
A wicked Rat her Plaster stole	F2
Half eat and dragged it to his Hole	F2
The Crystal Eye alas was miss'd	G2
And Puss had on her Plumpers piss'd	G2
A Pigeon pick'd her Issue Peas	H2
And Shock her Tresses fill'd with Fleas	H2
The Nymph tho' in this mangled Plight	E2
Must ev'ry Morn her Limbs unite	E2
But how shall I describe her Arts	I2
To recollect the scatter'd Parts	I2
Or show the Anguish Toil and Pain	A
Of gath'ring up herself again	J2
The bashful Muse will never bear	F
In such a Scene to interfere	K2
Corinna in the Morning dizen'd	E2
Who sees will spew who smells be poison'd	E2

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