I,d been recommended something salubrious by the visiting apothecary fizzition,
he stood on a box by Neptune in the market, in a fancy cloak and pointy hat,
at his feet sat a cat, as black as night, where much clattering of hooves could be heard over cobbles,where folks flocked in droves to barter their wares, part of the hiring fairs,,
as i drank from the sparkling well, he played his hurdy gurdy, oh lordy lordy...