HIS ROMANCE.

HIS ROMANCE.
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A stunning girl once passed my way,
My ardor I could not restrain.
Said I: “It is a pleasant day.”
Said she: “I fear it’s going to rain.”
(And that was all I said. And that was all she said.)

Her beauty troubled my герове,
And when she passed again my way,
Said I: “Will you accept this rose?”
Said she: “Oh, what a sweet bouquet!”
(And that was all I said. And that was all she said.)

Two days passed and again we met:
I never saw a maid so fair.
She said: “Your flowers aren’t withered yet.”
Said I: “I envy them your care.”
(And that was all she said. And that was all I said.)

Then I resolved, so sweet was she,
That I would have her for my wife.
Said I: “Oh, will you marry me?”
Said she: “What, I? Not on your life!”
(And that was all I said. And that was all she said.)
(No occasion for further conversation, was there?) -Tid-Bits.