270 DECEMBER 



My vam'ly large, though I be small, 



Every little helps us all. 



Out o' nine I've got but vive, 



An' half o' they be starved alive : 

 A cup o' Christmas ale will make us dance an' zing, 

 But money in our pocket's a much better thing. 

 Ladies an' gentlemen a-zettin' at your ease, 

 Give us a Christmas-box, just what you please. 



FATHER CHRISTMAS. Walk in, Mazzant binmt. 



Enter HIM-AS-AIN'T-BEEN-IN-YET. 

 HIM-AS-AIN'T-BEEN-IN-YET. 



In walks I as an't bin 'it, 



Wi' my girt head an' little wit, 



My head zo big, my wit zo small 



I've brought my viddle to please 'ee all. 



Green sleeves, yellow lace, 



Come all you mummers, dance apace, 



The viddler is in great distress 



Vor want of a little money. 



[Polka, in which all take part. 



