Classic Poem

Upon James Martins house at puttny being robd his Brother kiss[ing] all the while

At Jameses putny theirs a hole to start in
Wher Will, his brother Martin
Sculct and lay Close whilst theiving Canalers
Went up the staires
And what hole should this bee but without wonder
The same hee wont to plunder
Soe whilst those were for booty scratching
Hee was a Cunny Catching
See what the Easterne parts produce of Treasure
Whilst others are feare struck hees at his pleasure
And Travilers may lie some say but hee
A Masters growne in spelling. O.Q.P.
Vita Proba.