Upon Shark
Shark, when he goes to any publick feast, Eates to ones thinking, of all there, the least. What saves the master of the House thereby? When if the servants search, they may descry In his wide Codpeece, (dinner being done) Two Napkins cram'd up, and a silver Spoone.
Credit
This poem is in the public domain.
Date Published
01/01/1823