WHereas her Countrey-men in Wales have creat cau­ses to put up her scrolls of papers, to shew unto your Honors, that her hath in her Countries many enemies inclining to Superstition; and a creat deal of foes her do know where, that dwell hard by the Mountains, and in the Vallies, that do seek to testroy her comm [...]dities and Traf­ficks, and eat up her bread and sheese out of her wives and children mouths, and to devour all her other provisions, as all her Cosens can be Witnesses upon her Oathes and Books. Her do not here make her complaints against pip­ple pabbles, or small matters, but of a creat business, where­in her must accuse a little old Jesuitical Thief, that hath long made havock in her Countries; her I mean that hath little small eyes, long head (not a Roundhead) four legs, and a long Tayl: Her do not mean Robin-Run in the hole; nor do her complain of her Welch Goat, or Runt, which yields her putter and sheese, and do her much good by milk for her youngest shild to nourish it; yet her will never be fat, but her will be still lean of the Ribs, so that you may see her haunch bones: Nor do her mean to make Orations and complaints against Lightfoot, alias Coging-Wat; for her can [Page 4]chase her away with her pupp [...]- [...]og which lies [...] he [...] shim­ney corn [...], and make her run in crea [...] f [...]ights over the Moun­tains. These, and many other sorts of cattels, are not trou­blesom to her Countries, but only that a [...]rant Rogue and greedy companion. Mr. Little-Eyes, who as soon as her hath done any mischief, whip Sir Davy, her runs into her hole, & draws her long Tayl after her; and moreover this Mr. Lit­tle-eyes hath sharp teeth, like the comb which fetch out her other enemy out of her head in the very thickest place; as may plainly appear by her knawing her pest sheeses. And this is that cunning pated Rascal, that do her Countrey-men so much wrong, her may well call her a Robber of the Commonwealths Habitations; and all his Ancestors coming from Pig-houses, they are now so increased, that they eat up all her corn in her parns, and will run from her Cosen ap-Morgans, to her cosen ap-Griffins house, and do most la­mentable spoils, so that all her cousens and countrey-men can send out no Hue-and-cry to take these her homepred enemies; neither can her without her had Grim Molkins eyes, see out her enemies by night, but when her be fast a­sleep with her wife and shildren, her is at her knavish pranks: O horrible! Cod bless her from a Cun I pray Cod.

Her hath sufficiently described her enemies condition & malignant nature, for her doth spoyl and demolish her pest sheeses, having a notable pallat to taste which is best; now what cood subjects can deny her enemies to be Rebels and Felons; for they do dayly steal, rob and devour, in spight of her nose; and her be a Felon, pecause her comes in the night.

Nay, more then this, her do suspect her to be a Papist, for her hath often been seen to run and play, and make dumb adorations about the cross in the Market place, and when her have set her Sacks of parley and Malt to sell, before her Chapmen could ask her prices, her would be working with [Page 5]her Teeth at the bottom of the sack, and being spyed, her would whip away, and run under the market cross; as it hath bin known that some of these her enemies, wanting places of harbour to be deliver'd of their young ones, and being too nimble to be carryed to Cages, they have crept into holes in Churches, behind old Crosses and Images, and there have bred up their posterities, so that some of her E­nemies be naturally Papists by their pedigree: What-shall her do in these cases? her were pest ket a protection for her sheeses, for all her countrey is in creat fears and up­roars about these her enemies, and her know not what to do if her may be rob'd, and have her coods eaten before her face, and behind her back, and yet have no course taken to stay and kill her domestick Enemies: Her doth therefore for redress of these grievances, fashion her Inditement into Articulus, alias Articles; and then her will make her Arse tickle; for her knows her enemies to be Traytors, and ploud-suckers of her ancient Rights, and old Religion: Therefore, her is resolved to be fool'd no longer, but to rise, beat down her Enemy, and send her Guts (mark you that) to make Fiddlestrings against Bartholomew Fair; And her Ambassador shall come in all her stately manner, with Drums, Branches, and Arms of Trees, instead of rotten silk­en Banners which will not endure a puff of wind: Also her shall have natural colours called Leeks, and instead of Gowns, her shall have frize Jerkins; and instead of a horse, her shall ride upon a Red-herring; and instead of Sonnets, her shall have h [...]r natural Language, an eccho, called Cokoo, Cokoo.

And therefore her desires are to all Christian Kings and Princes, and to her Parl. and cood Lord Gen. that the Prin­cipality of Wales may be defended from her enemies, & that there may be good store of Mouse-traps provided, where­by her foes and enemies may be taken in their own Tevi­ces. [Page 6]and their power lessoned, their ravenous minds abated, and their fierce stomacks qualified; And her further de­sires, That her may have 62 Canterbury Cats speedily sent to her Ayd; that these her enemies, so many as are taken prisoners and alive, may be brought up in some conveni­ent Hamper, and be committed to the Long powdring tub, to remain there without Bayl or Mainprise.