The POPE'S Pedigree:  
Or, the twineing of a Wheelband, showing the rise and first Pedigrees of Mortals inhabiting beneath the Moon▪ Being a most pleasant and new Song.  
It is a well twined Wheelband,  
The like whereof you never heard,  
But now shall plainly understand.  
The twineing of the Wheelband.  
To a pleasant new Tune, Or, London is a brave Town.  
 
 

A Beggar got a Beadle,  
a Beadle got a Yeomen,  
A Yeoman got a Apprentice  
a Apprentice got a Freeman,  
A Freeman got a Master,  
a Master got a Lass,  
On her was got a Gentleman  
a Justice of the Peace.  

So twined the Wheelband,  
the well twined Wheelband,  
The like whereof you never heard  
the twineing of the Wheelband    

The Justice he was rich  
and noble in desire,  
He married with a Lady,  
and so begat a Squire,  
The Squire got a Knight  
who is Country choir forsook,  
To travel into France  
and there begat a Duke.  

So twined the Wheelband,  
the well twined wheelband,  
The like whereof you never heard,  
the twineing of the wheelband.    

The Duke begat a Prince,  
the Prince a King of hope,  
The King begat the Emperor,  
the Emperor got the Pope.  
The Pope begat a Friar,  
the Friar begot the Nun,  
And so you may hear  
how their Pedigrees begun,  

'Tis a well twined wheelband,  
the like whereof you never heard,  
But now shall plainly understand,  
the twineing of this wheelband.    

The Nun she chanced to slumber,  
and laying bore her Rump,  
The balled pate Friar bobbed her,  
and so begat a Monk.  
The Monk begat a Daughter  
who could both lie and huff,  
She married to a Barrister,  
and quickly got a Ruff.  

So twin's &c,    

The Ruff it took good counsel,  
good counsel got a Fee,  
The Fee begot a Sergeant,  
thus runs the Pedigree.  
The Sergeant got a triple cap  
which a good Lawyer spoiled,  
By getting ease and Gout,  
he once more got a child.  

So twin's etc.    

A Dog he got a Bailiff,  
who Cerbrus like could roar,  
And daily hunt a bout the Town  
to terrify the poor,  
The Bailiff got a Turnkey,  
the Turnkey got a Jailor,  
Who hellhound like do suck the blood  
of those the Bums do hail there.  

So twines etc.    

The Jailor got an under Sheriff,  
the under got an upper,  
Who can fright a Country town  
by shaking of his crupper,  
He married to a Virgin  
that was of some renown,  
And plying on her briskly  
begot a Scarlet Gown,  

So twined etc.    

The Gown is got a Merchant  
who sending Ships to Sea,  
By bringing o'er uncustomed Goods,  
grew rich immediately,  
He strideing of a Boat Swains wife,  
Woe became a Captain  
by sighting very hot,  

So twined etc.    

The Captain got a Colonel,  
the Colonel he was tall,  
And by leaping trenches  
became a General  
The General was eager  
in pursuit of fame,  
And in a little space  
begat a dreadful name,  

So twined etc.    

And thus may you see now  
how are since Adam's time  
The Pedigrees ran round  
as the Wheelband did twine,  
From the lowest to the highest  
and then back again,  
In continual motion  
this Wheelband does remain,  

So merrily twined the wheelband  
the well twined wheelband,  
By this you may plainly understand  
the twineing of this wheelband.