Lele, lele, lele. {157}

O Lord, I am saying lele, lele, to myself, in all our little keys: and,

now you talk of keys, that dog Patrick broke the key-general of the chest

of drawers with six locks, and I have been so plagued to get a new one,

besides my good two shillings!

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