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They ploughed me once, they ploughed me twice,
I won't say when those cruel men
Desisted, but let this suffice:
I did get through the Littlego.
I won't say when those cruel men
Desisted, but let this suffice:
I did get through the Littlego.
Chorus.
I feel inclined to prophesy
That this effete and obsolete
And hydra-headed pest will die
And to perdition it 'll go;
They'll substitute for complex plans
Incontinent abolishment,
And only antiquarians
Will care about the Littlego.
That this effete and obsolete
And hydra-headed pest will die
And to perdition it 'll go;
They'll substitute for complex plans
Incontinent abolishment,
And only antiquarians
Will care about the Littlego.
Chorus.
But still at that appalling hour
When churchyards gape, a hideous shape
Behind me moved, by unseen power,
Like some debauched bandit,'ll go:
Enveloped in a Paley sheet,
It waves on high an ,
And dogs me down each dismal street—
The spectre of the Littlego.
When churchyards gape, a hideous shape
Behind me moved, by unseen power,
Like some debauched bandit,'ll go:
Enveloped in a Paley sheet,
It waves on high an ,
And dogs me down each dismal street—
The spectre of the Littlego.
Chorus.
