Source: Personal Collection
Holdfast to that your witty tongue
For it caused men life while me a thong
That ward that laughed at the farting king
Lost a head to the sword's swing
O dear poor sense of humour
That sense in you I can't figure
You can't cost me a friend I did treasure
For spitting a venom without measure
Dear friend ignore my venomous tongue
Even me hate it for being long
Let me wash it all with that remedial words
I'm sorry, all that caused peace in Rome
Alas! Dear world, learn to hold your tongue
