Treasure Island

George Pope Morris

(1802-1864 / USA)

Not Married Yet!


I'm single yet--I'm single yet!
And years have flown since I came out!
In vain I sigh--in vain I fret--
Ye gods! what are the men about?
I vow I'm twenty!--O ye powers!
A spinster's lot is hard to bear--
On earth alone to pass her hours,
And afterward lead apes--DOWN THERE!

No offer yet--no offer yet!
I'm puzzled quite to make it out:
For every beau my cap I set--
What, what, what ARE the men about?
They don't propose--they WON'T propose,
For fear, perhaps, I'd not say, 'Yes!'
Just let them try--for Heaven knows
I'm tired of single-blessedness.

Not married yet--not married yet--
The deuce is in the men, I fear!
I'm like a--something to be let,
And to be LET ALONE--that's clear.
They say, 'She's pretty--but no chink--
And love without it runs in debt!'
It agitates my nerves to think
That I have had no offer yet.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 06, 2010

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