Read To My Class By My English Literature Teacher In Grade 9 Poem by Marly Roberts

I CAN'T SEE WHAT HE SEES IN HER!

Jealousy's an awful thing and foreign to my nature;
I'd punish it by law if I was in the Legislature.
One can't have all of everyone and wanting it is mean,
But still! There is a limit, and I speak of Miss Duveen!

I'm not a jealous woman,
But I CAN'T see what he sees in her,
I can't SEE what he sees in her,
I can't see WHAT he sees in her!

If she were something striking
I could understand the liking,
And I wouldn't have a word to say to that;
But I can't see why he's fond
Of that objectionable blond---
Of That fluffy little, stuffy little, flashy little, trashy little,
Creepy-crawly, music- hally, horrid little CAT!


I wouldn't say a word against the girl—be sure of that;
It's not the creature's fault she has the manners of a rat.
Her dresses may be dowdy, but her hair is always new,
And if she squints a little—well, many people do.

I'm not a jealous woman,
But I CAN'T see what he sees in her
I can't SEE what he sees in her,
I can't see WHAT he sees in her!

I'm absolutely free—
There's no bitterness in me…
Though an ordinary woman would explode!
I'd only like to know
What he sees in such a crow….
As that insinuating, calculating, irritating, titivating, sleepy-little
creepy little, sticky little TOAD!

by A.P. Herbert