Citation - Connecticut Gazette-New London: 1771.01.11

CG-NL.771.002
11 Jan 1771:41 (8/374)
FOR THE CUMBER-LAND WITS.
  A truce with your banter, ye wits; pray forbear,
  Leave his H---ss alone with her--- dear little hair;
  Long enough, 'tis agreed, you have kept up the ball;
  Now-- laugh at the fool, and say nothing at all.
[signed] Jack Spratt
  Some say the war is all a hum,
  To make our enemy look glum,
  And give some folks at least,-- a plumb.
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