January

from Thomas Tusser:
Bid Christmas adieu,
Thy stock now renew.
Who killeth a neat,
Hath cheaper his meat.
Fat home-sed souse,
Is good in a house.
Who danties love a beggar shall prove;
Who always sells,
In hunger dwells.
Who nothing saves,
Shall nothing have.
Lay dirt upon heaps,
Some profit it reaps.
When weather is hard,
Get muck out of yard.