Top Knot

Oh do not rumple my top knot I'll not be kissed today
I'll not be hauled and pulled about all on a holy day
Then if your rudeness you don't leave no more is to be said
You see this pin upon my sleeve I'll run you in the head

And if you rumple my headgear I'll give you a good clout on the ear

I shall not be so nice and coy nor much to stand upon
You haul and pull and do your best yet I shall gentle be
I won't be put out of my robe you shall not rumple my commode
And see this pin upon my sleeve I'll run it through your head