English poem
Doctor Skippen
by Anonymous
Whene'er your horse is troubled with the gout, Apply to S......he can drive it out; Give him but cash he'll turn the old to young, For S.....can do wonders with his tongue; No farther seek his merits to disclose, His ration actions ev'ry body knows. Poor luckless soldiers too can tell with grief His skillful aid, and social kind relief; If stores could speak "they could a tale unfold Would scare e'en fraud and make his blood run cold."