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In Fleet-street the coaches go slow; 



Racket-court is quite peaceful and quiet; 

 You'll find not an arrow at Bow, 



And Parade-street is all, riot; 

 Still-alley is pestered with noise, 



Which the neighbours all find an affliction ; 

 In jLaoMane are very few boys; 



Thus the whole is a plump contradiction ! 



The New River head is its tail; 



Mount Pleasant with mud is offensive; 

 In .ZVew-street they sell things quite stale; 



Little Britain is very extensive; 

 That the New Road is old is quite true, 



In Truth-street live dealers in fiction ; 

 While Old-street is looking quite new; 



Thus the whole is a plump contradiction ! 



Mount-street as a pancake is fiat, 



And Hill-street is all on a level; 

 While Green-street's as black as your hat, 



And .Down-street's as rough as the devil ; 

 In Golden-lane some keep a pig, 



In spite of Mic. Taylor's restriction ; 

 In Bush-lane you can't see a twig ; 



Thus the whole is a plump contradiction ! 



In Whych-street folks live any how, 



In Idle-lane all by their labour; 

 In Field-lane there ne'er was a plough; 



In Friendly-court none knows his neighbour; 

 In St. James's lives many a true Greek, 



For young opulent boobies' affliction ; 

 In Greek-street but broad Scotch they speak ; 



Thus the whole is a plump contradiction ! 



In Rider- street all people walk ; 



In Walker' s-court some keep their trotters; 

 In Dumb-alley all the folks talk/ 



In King-street there are treason anol plotters. 

 Then, ye Streets, Lanes, and Alleys, adieu ! 



Like your dwellers, you're all but a fiction 

 For search London life through and through, 



'Tis all but a plump contradiction ! 



