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Upon a Gent: calld F.F. and his Kittling

Mark heer what Sympothy is hatcht
She loves to Scratch He to be Scratcht
And 'cause his Fancy to enrich
He would be scratcht wher't dos not itch
He hath made choyce of this poor best
To signe Reward for evry Jest
Pregnant abroad and in the house
This Kittling (Peace) can catch a Mouse
Soe that Conditions Paralell
Towsing and Mousing both like well
And for to pay a Mistres due
He'l leap and Catch whilst she cries mewe
If a Gib-cat this Kittling prove
I'le Envy, not upbrayd His love.
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