The SHARPEST.
My Nose is the Sharpest good Neighbours mark well,
The smoak of a Banquet three Mile I can smell;
Forged and shaped so sharp at the End,
Makes known that I pass not what others do spend.
Yet must my Nose spiced most orderly be,
With Nutmegs and Ginger, or else 'tis not for me;
And so to the bottom the same I commit,
Of every Man's cup whereas I do sit.