S- H all'SHave a Game at Put, to pass away the time,
X-pect no foul-play; though I do play the Knave
I-have a King at hand, yea that I have:
C- Cards be ye true, then the Game is mine.
R-ejoyce my Heart, to see thee then repine.
A-that's lost, that's Cuckolds luck.
T-rey comes like Quater, to pull down the Buck.