Author Charles Follen Adams Oh , dear! this gout and rheumatiz, I fear I shall go wild! But though I am a bachelor, And have no chick nor child, I know that when I am no more— Let folks say what they please— Although I have no kith nor kin, I'll have my leg - at - ees. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments