Pish and balderdash and tush!
Amos could not do it alone!
Without his betters and his peers
He would be but a useless drone
Buzzing lonely 'round the bush
Hitting up others for his beers
Playing, on a cranked guitar,
"Pop goes the mulberry bush"
Or "All around the weasel."

   --Dyedland T. O'Mas, A Kid's Bris in Wales (New North Wales: Wails Press, 1767).