1.
Oh! I have a lover, a diffient man,
He starts at the sight of a bon-net or curl;
And stammers as badly as any one can,
When he tries to converse with a gi-gi-gi-girl.
He once took a seat near a rod from my side,
And, while twirling his cane and biting his glove,
He stammer’d out something that sounded like “bride,”
And, fell into fits when he sigh’d l-l-love.

2.
His pride and his courage at length came to aid,
And his mode of attack was decisively plan’d;
“I've been thinking, sweet wife,” almost fainting he said,
“If I dared to take hold of your ha-ha-ha-hand!”
I gave him my hand, and he squeezed it outright,
Such boldness I never beheld in my life;
He was soon at my feet, and I laughed at his sight
When, half frantic he call’d me his wi-wi-­wi wife!

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