Of Fumosus the Great Tobacconist

Of Fumosus the great Tobaccanist.

F YMOSOS cannot eate a bit, but he
Must drinke Tobacco, so to driue it downe:
Without tobacco then he cannot be;
Yet drinkes no ownce that costs him not a crowne:
But his crowne couers no inspiring wit.
To blow away his crownes at euery bit;
 Yet when his crownes do faile, he pawnes his cloake
 Sith (like a chimney) hee's kept sound by smoake.
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