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 | The complete poetical works of Thomas Hood |  |
PAIR'D, NOT MATCH'D
Of wedded bliss
Bards sing amiss,
I cannot make a song of it;
For I am small,
My wife is tall,
And that's the short and long of it;
Bards sing amiss,
I cannot make a song of it;
For I am small,
My wife is tall,
And that's the short and long of it;
When we debate
It is my fate
To always have the wrong of it;
For I am small
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
It is my fate
To always have the wrong of it;
For I am small
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
And when I speak
My voice is weak,
But hers—she makes a gong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it;
My voice is weak,
But hers—she makes a gong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it;
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She has, in brief,
Command in Chief,
And I'm but Aide-de-camp of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
Command in Chief,
And I'm but Aide-de-camp of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
She gives to me
The weakest tea,
And takes the whole Souchong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it;
The weakest tea,
And takes the whole Souchong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it;
She'll sometimes grip
My buggy whip,
And make me feel the thong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
My buggy whip,
And make me feel the thong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
Against my life
She'll take a knife,
Or fork, and dart the prong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
She'll take a knife,
Or fork, and dart the prong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
I sometimes think
I'll take a drink,
And hector when I'm strong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
I'll take a drink,
And hector when I'm strong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
O, if the bell
Would ring her knell,
I'd make a gay ding dong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
Would ring her knell,
I'd make a gay ding dong of it;
For I am small,
And she is tall,
And that's the short and long of it!
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