The Massachusetts spy, or, Thomas's Boston journal. [volume] (Boston [Mass.]) 1772-1775, 1773-08-19
POETS CORN E R.

II Dspos1rIoN PARODIZED.
n Young man who in Office keeps,
a Where PhiGietbej writes and DtEpS,
With leave doth roUndly fwear and FAY,
(No matter in what year or day.
As from New Bottom he did come,
Where he had been to carry home
Some news prints for his Tory matter.
He backwards eEmb'd and rof: the fatter :
But what is more furpizing aill,
He reach'd the top of Beacon hi!
There law Sheriff cock his eye,
And with a glafs was looking high
To fee Ggnal on the pole
Which fcar'd Sir Francis, and the whole
Cabal Of traitors, plmps and yaIs,
Philanthrops, Froths, Long Tom and Squires;
He law this barrel in the Skillet,
So fnall, he fwears il would not NIL IL;
When taken down 'twant worth faTthing
Much more an officers regarding
But rogucs and tyrants always fear;
The wicked Ace when none is near
He fays, (but views his faith may msfk)
1t was TurPentny cafk-
With tAstop faw'd, or ellie cut thro'
But which, by TOvs, he does not know;
This emptied in the fun did lie
So long the turpentine was dry,
In foo,s, but how could this be done,
o frange, it dy'd beneath the fun
He heard fome perlon fay in hne,
1t was a caik of turpentIne
If the deponent does not blunder,
But now You'll hear the fory's wonder
He faw a man (you may believe him,
If his ideas don't deceive him)
With Ratchet or a lhingling hammer, :
CUT hoops and Rayes, and did not TANNER ::
0 wonderful but what, you'll aik)
That hoops and &aves ihould make a caik |!
No. tina, a man ihould have the grace
To work before Sheriff's face:
This lad took up piece of fave
On which his matters thoughts to have,
And brought it to the Office where
All records of fal(e judgment are,
His matter vowd by all that's good
II was piece of piny wood,
And 70 did many Ganding BY,
Whole thoughts with prejudice are high:
Who view'd, like court of inqullition,
This piece of empty exhibition:
The Judgment of fuch tools you have,
Who iude'd it was pitch pine fave.
This. they while did keep it's true,
For Bernard and his imps TO view:
Till each had peas'd his hearts deiire,
Now pitch and fiave's deRroy'd by FIRE:
So far are words and thoughts conionant,
No further faith this fra deponent.
Another of the train and group
Declares by FySfb and all his troop,
He took, land Tom may wltneis itandl
The above faid piece Of fave in hand,
Which he examin'd by the tett,
So jumps in judgment with the rem;
With him in this they coincide,
That ,urpentine fuck round the iide'
They think indeed, 70 far 70 good,
That ,urpeutine ihould flick to wood +!
He took this fave thro' Rrong deiires
One day, and warm'd it BY the FIRE;
Then icrap'd he turpentine from IT.
And all he pofibly could get,
Made lmall ball of walnu:s lie,
Which he and matter Dick doth prize /;
This ball is wrap't up in Pape:'
Oace printed by his matter Draper
And kept it by him ever iince,
To (hew to pcriur'd Limp or Prince
And all true curious enquirers,
Who any time may be deiirous,
To Zee this myRery in nature,
The OIjsa of trani'. latirf.
This lad goes on and fill doth lay,
That while the Gave in FIRE did lay'
/, burn, like pitch, and made blaze,
Torch like, but not man did ralie.
.Theie two thus sx-.Ffi0 Iwear,
49,. -. h.,hhle In The air.