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 MALDON ELECTION. 
 
 THE 
 
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 A PARODY OF “THE WOODPECKER/’ 
 
 I KNEW by the “fibs” that so cantingly flow'd 
 
 From the “ DICKy-bird’s” “beak,” that a contest was 
 near; 
 
 And I said, if there’s “tin” ever wrung from the hunks. 
 The wight that is free might have hope were he here! 
 
 Every “ trump” should not rest, till unheard is the sound 
 
 Of this “DICKy-bird” tapping for aid at our door! 
 
 And here in this Borough, so pure, I exclaim'd, 
 
 When they named him who's shabby to one and to all; 
 
 Who would “bleed” when he's forced, and but then, 
 or I’m blamed, 
 
 How prime could we oust him, and make him “ sing 
 small !" 
 
 Every “trump” should not rest, &c. 
 
 By the votes of yon staunch ones, who’ve red-and-white 
 bows. 
 
 In the lurch that they’d left him, how sweet were it 
 heard ! 
 
 And to know that we’d placed our reliance in those 
 Who ne'er will betray us, like this “ DICKy-bird !” 
 
 Every “ trump” should not rest, till unheard is the sound 
 
 Of this “ DICKy-bird” tapping for aid at our door ! 
 
 ANAGRAM EXTRAORDINARY. 
 
 C I blest heavy Maldon ! 
 THOMAS ) Oh ! heat my land's evil ! 
 
 NEVILLE ABDY. ) Oh 1 my evil beast, land ! 
 
 \ Best — oh ! a manly devil ! 
 
 C* 
 
 JULY, 1841. 
 
 London: Printed by Henry Jackson , Maiden Lane t Soho • 
 
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