Upon Jack and Jill: Epigram
When Jill complains to Jack for want of meat,
Jack kisses Jill, and bids her freely eat.
Jill says, "Of what?' Says Jack, "On that sweet kiss,
Which full of nectar and ambrosia is,
The food of poets.' "So I thought,' says Jill.
"That makes them look so lank, so ghost-like still.
Let poets feed on air, or what they will;
Let me feed full, till that I fart', says Jill.
Jack kisses Jill, and bids her freely eat.
Jill says, "Of what?' Says Jack, "On that sweet kiss,
Which full of nectar and ambrosia is,
The food of poets.' "So I thought,' says Jill.
"That makes them look so lank, so ghost-like still.
Let poets feed on air, or what they will;
Let me feed full, till that I fart', says Jill.
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