General Editor: Marc R. Plamondon
2With a snare which bled him to death.
3And all the men loved him,
4And most of the women pitied him.
5But suppose you are really a lady, and have delicate tastes,
6And loathe the smell of whiskey and onions.
8While he goes about from morning till night
9Repeating bits of that common thing;
11And then, suppose:
12You are a woman well endowed,
13And the only man with whom the law and morality
14Permit you to have the marital relation
15Is the very man that fills you with disgust
16Every time you think of it -- while you think of it
17Every time you see him?
18That's why I drove him away from home
19To live with his dog in a dingy room
20Back of his office.
1] Unidentified, but perhaps based in part on the poet's mother, Emma Masters, and his father, Hardin W. Masters. Back to Line
7] William Wordsworth's "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood ." Back to Line