Should her flirting prove a danger, What's the proper thing to change her; Shall I, marching up and down, Stamp and tremble, sulk and frown? Since no woman will obey, Bid her go, and then she'll stay. When a woman's lost to reason, That's the stuff to stop her treason. Sing a song of 'Flirt, my Pretty, Flirt and flit, I need no pity; Though you mend my shirt, or never — Why should I be pledged to either!' Sing a song of 'Heigh, Heigh Ho, What care I what Women do!' When a woman's lost to reason, That's the stuff to stop her treason. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WATERS OF BABYLON by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE MAGNETIC MOUNTAIN: 32 by CECIL DAY LEWIS TO HESTER [SAVORY] by CHARLES LAMB IRELAND (1847) by DENIS FLORENCE MCCARTHY THE MARCH INTO VIRGINIA by HERMAN MELVILLE THE TWO COMETS by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD IN EXAMINATION by RUPERT BROOKE THE MANX WITCH; A STORY OF THE LAXDALE MINES by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |