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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ideal And Aftermath</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wed him because he looked nice (said she)<br>And I feared to be left on the shelf.<br>For I wouldn't take mother's advice (said she),<br>So I've no one to blame but myself.<br>My friends always said that he had a flat head<br>And a curious cranial kink;<br>But I feel 'neath the spell of his lovely marcel . . . <br>Now he's bald, and he's taken to drink.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wed him because he looked slim (said she)<br>And athletic and noble and brave.<br>I thought there was no one like him (said she),<br>For he really knew how to behave.<br>Now he's humble and meek, and, whenever I speak,<br>He cringes and crawls like a tyke.<br>Tho' bay-windowed in front, he's the soul of a runt;<br>And I bully him just as I like.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wed him because he looked sweet (said she),<br>Of manhood my very ideal.<br>I thought that my bliss was complete (said she):<br>I could hardly believe he was real.<br>But he's real right enough; tho' not quite of the stuff<br>I'd imagined the day I said 'Yes';<br>But I hardly mind that, tho' he's bald and he's fat<br>And slovenly, too, in his dress.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wed him for better or worse (said she)<br>When with love I was slightly insane.<br>But there's ne'er a regret that I nurse (said she),<br>For I've really small cause to complain.<br>For I'm fifty and fat, and my arches are flat,<br>And I grumble and fidget and fuss.<br>Yet he thought me, he said a dream child when we wed.<br>So it's just fifty-fifty with us.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a></strong></div>

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