Tom Gad, d'ye see, out on a spree,
Gets whopp'd in Covent Garden;
They knock him down, and crack his crown,
And leave him not a farden:
And then, for making such a fuss, to-day,
They give poor Thomas into custody.
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Policemen are the "upstarts" of the nation,
For every one appears above his _station_;
And would you know his tyranny full well,
_I_ fear you'll _buy_ your knowledge in a _cell_.