Verse at bottom reads:
Behold the famous Pile where Law of late Bubbl'd the Public to enrich the State, But Traytor like when he the Work had done Was Glad to fly the Peoples rage to shun; Some say for safety he is fled to Rome, Yet let us not reflect but look at home; Twixt France & us this difference is found, Their Bubbles run but our must stand the ground Grieve not my friends tis but a merry farce To hear the Kettle call the Pot black Arse.Entry: D. McNeil, May, 2000
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