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Bryng us in good ale, and bryng us in good ale;
For owr blyssyd lady sak, bryng us in good ale.

Bryne us in no browne bred, for that is made of brane,
Nor bryng us in no whyt bred, for theriun is no game.
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no befe, for ther is many bonys,
But bryng us in good ale, for that goth downe at onys;
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no bacon, for that is passyng fate,
But bryng us in god ale, and gyfe us i-nought of tht;
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no mutton, for tht is often lene,
Nor bryng us in no trypes, for thei be syldom clene;
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no eggys, for ther ar many schelles,
But bryng us in good ale, and gyfe us no[th]yng ellys;
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no butter, for therin ar many herys;
Nor bryng us in no pygges flesch, for that wyl make us borys;
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no podynges, for therin is al Godes good;
Nor bryng us in no venesen, for that is not for owr blod;
But bryng us in good ale.

Bryng us in no capons flesch, for tht is ofte der;
Nor bryng us in no dokes flesche, for thei slober in the mer;
But bryng us in good ale.