To cobble their canny pit shoon:
Save the ribbon Dick’s dear had requested,
(Aware he had plenty of chink)
There was no other care him infested,
Unless ’twere his care for good drink.
[In the morning the dry man advances
To purl-shop to toss off a gill,
Ne’er dreading the ills and mischances
Attending on those who sit still:
The drink, Reason’s monitor quelling,