ENCLOSURE OF TIPTREE HEATH— about 1803. 
 
 THE COOK AND THE BULL ! 
 
 GIVE ear to the myst’ry — ’tis all fact I relate — 
 
 Of a terrible contest that happen’d of late ; 
 
 A Cocky Bully and “ Mole,” they raised a great rout. 
 And — contending for victory — had a fierce ‘‘ bout.” 
 
 The Cock and the Bully they were both of one part. 
 
 And resolved, being powerful, the poor “Mole” should 
 smart ; 
 
 These several contests, ’twas plain to be seen. 
 
 Arose through the parties’ claim’d rights in a Green. 
 
 The “Mole,” he contended a just right he had 
 
 To a share in the Green, which quite made the Bull mad ; 
 
 But his power arbitrary the “Mole’* did disdain. 
 
 Who would starve him and more the said Green to obtain* 
 
 This mad Bull empower’d, show’d no mercy, alas! 
 
 And a magistrate made was a neighb’ring Jmt ass ; 
 
 Then the Cocky his colleague, ever by a sad choice, 
 
 Hcy too, crow’d for the Green, and exalted his voice. 
 
 The Cock curs’d the “ Mole,” and e’en bitterly swore 
 That, to hang him at once, he’d employ all his power: 
 These Just asses then both prepared for the fight. 
 
 And combined and determined that wrong should be right. 
 Then to take the poor “ Mole,” and so get at the Green, 
 To “ run” at him fiercely the Bull soon was seen ; 
 
 And bellow’d and roar’d that he and his pigs 
 Should it damage no more, — when to aid came ’Squire 
 G ggs. 
 
 The Cock burst out swearing for his will and his power. 
 And the poor “Mole” was “savaged” almost the same hour; 
 Made a pris’ner at once, and in gaol safe confined, 
 
 For his ruin to work Cock and Bull had design’d. 
 
 That a heast like the Bull should contend with the “Mole,” 
 Is thought such a shame few their tongues can control ; 
 While the Cock seems but ~“ dunghill,” and scarce worth 
 two figs 
 
 Is the one-sided “Justice,” by clowns call’d “’Squire 
 G ggs!” 
 
 Though the “ Mole” ’s yet in prison, it thought is by all 
 He will “ undermine” so that he’ll give them a fall ; 
 
 And the Green would have starved him — deny it who can, 
 While those knavish Lawmongers would ruin a man. 
 
 Now, to wind-up my ditty, may justice take place. 
 
 And correct Cock and Bull much to their disgrace : 
 
 With the wish all such worthies may hang one hour full, 
 
 I end this my tale of the Cock and the Bull! 
 
 JUNE, 1841. 
 
 GREAT TOTHAM I FBIMTED AT CHARLES CLARK’s PRIVATE PRESS*