Wit and drollery joviall poems / corrected and much amended, with new additions, by Sir J.M. ... Sir W.D. ... and the most refined wits of the age.

Dialogue.

Kind words are worth a world of money: Qu. Dost thou piss love? Ans. No, I shite hony. Such questions would the good man ask, When wife was troubled with the lask, For she when laskish shite so thin, It might have serv'd to shave a chin. Some think it needful to be sed Of love they used to shite in bed. Large panches did so shorten arme, Own privy members could not warme. Their Sausige-plumped fingers ends, But commonly like loving friends, In winter morning you may catch Her hand on — he fingring — Thus they do keep their fingers warm, Doing to neither any harm. Love in all ages was commended, And by Monarchy still defended. Fat people were the landed theams Of Iulius Caesar and King Iames. They keep their minds in such pure quiet, Which battens them as much as dyet. And now I leave the fat folks friends, Which musick maketh at both ends. For pode and throat they both extend, To make a sweet harmonious end.