This is the plight of the modern swain;
Worshipful, gallant, yet timid withal
Urge and impulse must he restrain--
A cop is there within ready call!
Chew our pipestem, and sit and stail, Watelling them, pretty and ohic and sweet,
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Short and nifty, or trim and tall,
The girls we never can hope to meet!
LENVOI
Princesses, low at your feet we'd fall, (Our friends all tell us we're too discreet)
Instead we offer this song to all
The girls we never can hope to meet!
A terrible thing has just happened. There is an unsuspected nail in this chair. And just now, as we want to get up. We do break out like this now and then. Now we shall go home, with an end in view, as you might say.