T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
“In a Cellar at Sodom”
Anonymous(A Catch from Pills to Purge Melancholy, 1719) IN a Cellar at Sodom, at the Sign of the T—, | |
| Two Buxom young Harlots were drinking with L—; | |
| Some say they were his Daughters, no matter for that, | |
| They’re resolved they would souse their old Dad with a Pot; | |
| All flustered and bousie, the Doting old Sot, | 5 |
| As great as a Monarch between ’em was got; | |
| Till the Eldest and Wisest thus opened the Plot, | |
| Pray shew us dear Daddy how we were begot; | |
| Godzoukes, you young Jades, ’twas the first Oath I wot, | |
| The Devil of a Serpent this Humour has taught; | 10 |
| No matter, they cried, you shall Pawn for the shot, | |
| Unless you will shew us how we were begot. | |