Guess cuts his shoes, and limping, goes about
To have men think he's with the gout;
But 'tis no gout, believe it, but hard beer,
Whose acrimonious humour bites him here.
To have men think he's with the gout;
But 'tis no gout, believe it, but hard beer,
Whose acrimonious humour bites him here.
Robert Herrick - Hesperide and Noble Numbers
