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KIT HATH LOST HER KEY 2 (John Payne Collier, c1846) Kit hath lost her key, But I have one will fit Her lock, if she will try, And do not me deny: I hope she hath more wit. My key is bright, not rusty, It is so oft applied To locks that are not dusty, Of maidens that are lusty, And not full filled with pride. Then, Kit, be not too proud, But try my ready key, That still hath been allowed By ladies fair a crowd, The best that e'er they see. You can but try, and then, If it fits not, goodbye: Go to some other man, And see if any can Do better, Kit, than I. But ne'er come back to me, When you are gone away, For I shall keep my key For others, not for thee: So either go or stay. Recorded by Ed McCurdy on "When Dalliance Was In Flower (and Maidens Lost Their Heads)," 1956. Collier forged these words, trying to pass them off as from the 1620's. Spelling has been modernized. @bawdy filename[ KITKEY2 JTD Feb07 |
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