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A PRACTICAL WOMAN

O who'll get me a healthy child:—
I should prefer a son—
Seven have I had in thirteen years,
Sickly every one!
“Three mope about as feeble shapes;
Weak; white; they'll be no good.
One came deformed; an idiot next;
And two are crass as wood.
“I purpose one not only sound
In flesh, but bright in mind:
And duly for producing him
A means I've now to find.”

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She went away. She disappeared,
Years, years. Then back she came:
In her hand was a blooming boy
Mentally and in frame.
“I found a father at last who'd suit
The purpose in my head,
And used him till he'd done his job,”
Was all thereon she said.