A comical lass I went to woo, She had a good face and a fortune too; She had but one eye, one arm, one leg, -- And a monstrous handsome wooden peg. She'd one golden guinea, one silver crown, One hat, one cap, one cloak, one gown, One table, one chair, one three-legged stool, One basin for holding of gooseberry-fool. One kettle she had without a spout, One saucepan with the bottom out, One knife, fork, spoon, one dish, one plate, One ladle with which she broke my pate. She consented to wed, when I found that she had One trifling failing, a memory bad; For one little husband she had so stout, Who came in and politely kicked me out. |