“There’s a whole lot of men,”
She told her boyfriend Harry,
“Who will be miserable
On the day that I marry.”
“Do you really think so?”
Asked her boyfriend Harry.
“And just how many men
Do you intend to marry?”
Misery
“There’s a whole lot of men,”
She told her boyfriend Harry,
“Who will be miserable
On the day that I marry.”
“Do you really think so?”
Asked her boyfriend Harry.
“And just how many men
Do you intend to marry?”
