So ye voters of Dudley, now come to a man,
And vote for the _honest_ H. B. SHERIDAN.
Mr. Stoke-em, and Bed-em, Insult-em, and all,
Declare that the power of the Castle shall fall!!
And prove to his Lordship, and also his men,
We'll have for our M.P.--H. B. SHERIDAN.
So ye voters of Dudley, &c.
ISAAC BADGER with honor has left all the knaves
Who stick to his Lordship because they're his slaves;
For Dick Smith and T--r have tried all they can,
But BADGER has stuck to us like a true man.
So ye voters of Dudley, &c.
For the power of his Lordship we don't care a straw,
And we'll show him in Dudley his _will_ is not law!
At his Lordship and Dickey we'll level a reef,
Not at Christmas to rob his poor men of their beef
So ye voters of Dudley, &c.
But sure with poor Dickey I don't want to quarrel,
Although to us he was sent pack'd up in a barrel!
The barrel was pierc'd with holes very fine,
If they'd found him out, he'd been hung with a line.
So ye voters of Dudley, &c.
Just arrived, a few Barrels of choice YARMOUTH BLOATERS, 7 a
1d., stirred up fresh from the bottom.
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