The next in order was a Capon plump,
With an Use of Consolation in his rump.
Then came a Turky cold, which in its life
Had a fine taile, just like the Citizens wife.
But now by’r leave, and worship too, for hark ye,
Here comes the Venson put in Paste by Starky:
Which once set downe, there at the little hole
Immediately in whips the Parsons soule.
He saw his Stomacks anchor, and believ’d
That now his belly should not be deceiv’d.