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...THE MARMOZET by HILAIRE BELLOC CLASS SONG (WHICH WILL BE SUNG ON THE 22ND OF FEBRUARY) by GEORGE SANTAYANA CYCLAMENS by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY PENISKEE by THOMAS GOLD APPLETON A SIMPLE STORY, FR. MY SOUVENIRS by JACQUES BOE THE ANGRY ONES by BERTON BRALEY THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: AT HOME AFTER THE BALL by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |