Catches, canons and drinking songs
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“Our friend at the Maremaid’s down,
at Punts there is evil sack,
’tis poison all at the crown,
at Eiges let us take,”
“Thy motion, Will, is good,
as to what concerns the cider,
but then there’s a thing in a hood,
no flesh alive can abide her,
the liquor’s wholesome, right,
’tis a purge and a vomit too,
for the liquor will make a man shite,
and the landlady make him spew.”