The Baked Bully: OR, Love in an Oven.  
Seeing a true Relation of a Gentleman that picked up a Baker's Wife: how she carried him home to her house, and of his Entertainment there.  
To the Tune of, Jenny come tie my, etc.  
With Allowance.  
 

●Ou Blades of the North,  
to my Story give ear,  
〈◊〉 you'll find it well worth  
Your attention to hear:  
●…will advance your renown o'er the Bully, & make  
●●ery Hector o'th' town, at your vengeance to quake.  

Then let the Town Bulleys henceforth have a care,  
Of a Baker's revenge, or to deal with his Ware.    

The Relation is new,  
and but just come in print,  
you 'll swear it is true  
when you hear what is in't;  
〈◊〉 Baker i'th' North who need not be named,  
〈◊〉 a wife, who for beauty by neighbours was famed:  

Then let the Town, etc.    

〈◊〉 oft on the Green  
would be walking for Air,  
where a Lover unseen,  
〈◊〉 concealed himself near:  
courteously made his address, which she took,  
paid him again in an amorous look:  

〈◊〉 let the Town, etc.    

He could not attain  
any more in that place,  
The Walks were so public  
for Lovers embrace:  
He therefore withdrew, and did cast in his mind  
A way to enjoy her, whom now he found kind  

Then let the Town, etc.    

He sends for an Engen,  
who long time had made  
The debauching of Women,  
a prosperous trade:  
A Midwife to whom he imparted his end,  
And his amorous fate to her conduct commend  

Then let the Town, etc.    

So well she was versed  
in the trade she maintained,  
Her tale she rehearsed,  
and a meeting obtained:  
Her Husband being absent, they both did ag●●●  
Their loving encounter i'th' Bakehouse sho●●● 〈◊〉  

Then let the Town Bulleys henceforth have a 〈◊〉  
Of a Baker's revenge, or to deal with his Ware●    

Where met, they used speed,  
no time they would waste,  
But quickly agreed,  
and the Gallant embraced:  
But their amorous passion had quickly an end,  
For spite and ill fortune the Husband did send:  

Then let the Town, etc.    

Who knocking in haste,  
they uncoupled with speed,  
And the Youth thus uncased,  
did a hideing place need:  
Need teaches discretion, the Oven they find,  
Th'out any digression, suit best with their mind:  

Then let the Town, etc.    

They used no delay,  
for he quickly crept in,  
Where close down he lay,  
and she then shut him in:  
Then the Baker being entered, cried boy come away,  
And thus to his wife he began for to say:  

Then let the Town, etc.    

Od's me I'm afraid  
I have o'er slipped my hour,  
My Customers stayed,  
and my Yeast will be sour:  
Put fire i'th' Oven, i'll quickly dispatch,  
ere that be well heat, i'll have made up my batch:  

Then let the Town, etc.    

He threw in a Baven,  
well lighted and dry,  
ere another he had in,  
the Bully did cry:  
Well singed, and thus frighted, the Lover did crawl,  
From out of the Oven, and down he did fall:  

Then let the Town, etc.    

The Baker enraged  
at what he had spied,  
With passion engaged,  
and threw fear aside:  
He took up a Cudgel and laid on such blows,  
He made him run out without money or clothes:  

Then let the Town Bulleys henceforth have a care,  
Of a Baker's Revenge, or to deal with his Ware.     

Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden Ball, near the Hospital-gate, in West-smith-field.