I was a young maid truly, And lived in Sandgate Street. I thought to marry a good man To keep me warm at neet. He's an ugly body, a bubbly body, An ill-fared, hideous loon; And I have married a keelman, And my good days are done. I thought to marry a parson To hear me say my prayers: But I have married a keelman And he kicks me down the stairs. I thought to marry a dyer To die my apron blue; But I have married a keelman And he makes me sorely rue. I thought to marry a joiner To make me chair and stool; But I have married a keelman, And he's a perfect fool. I thought to marry a sailor To bring me sugar and tea; But I have married a keelman And that he lets me see. He's an ugly body, a bubbly body, An ill-fared, hideous loon; And I have married a keelman, And my good days are done. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JANGLING MEMORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD AFTER TU FU (THEY SAY YOU'RE STAYING IN A MOUNTAIN TEMPLE) by MARVIN BELL ABANDONED RANCH, BIG BEND by HAYDEN CARRUTH POETICAL ABSTRACTS: 2. METAPHYSICAL by HAYDEN CARRUTH ALIENS (TO YOU - EVERYWHERE! DEDICATED) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |