Sentimental single one, what causes thee to weep?
Crying, like a crocodile, and sighing very deep;
O! Say, is it Cupidity, that puts you in a flutter?
O! No I'm in a dungeon cold, and scarce a word may utter:
You're in a castle, in the air, and dreaming in broad day;
So, Sentimental Slut, awake, and drive those thoughts away;
Imprisoned, by an uncle bold, who urges me to marry;
Imprisoned, for your uncle holds the shawl for which you tarry.
Red bloody deeds, indeed, he's done; my loves he loves to stab,
Read bloody books, indeed, you have; till read has made a drab.
Sadly the wind it blew and howled, when spectre-warn'd - O! - shocking:
Sadly you mind to sew the holes you have in either stocking.
It warn'd, and said; what did it say? it warn'd as it was going
The fire's out, your love-bird's dead; and how the water's flowing.
So, Sentimental Slut, adieu! - no more romantic pine -
For I do seek a lover true, - no dreary Valentine.
Crying, like a crocodile, and sighing very deep;
O! Say, is it Cupidity, that puts you in a flutter?
O! No I'm in a dungeon cold, and scarce a word may utter:
You're in a castle, in the air, and dreaming in broad day;
So, Sentimental Slut, awake, and drive those thoughts away;
Imprisoned, by an uncle bold, who urges me to marry;
Imprisoned, for your uncle holds the shawl for which you tarry.
Red bloody deeds, indeed, he's done; my loves he loves to stab,
Read bloody books, indeed, you have; till read has made a drab.
Sadly the wind it blew and howled, when spectre-warn'd - O! - shocking:
Sadly you mind to sew the holes you have in either stocking.
It warn'd, and said; what did it say? it warn'd as it was going
The fire's out, your love-bird's dead; and how the water's flowing.
So, Sentimental Slut, adieu! - no more romantic pine -
For I do seek a lover true, - no dreary Valentine.
your cute you konw that drop me a word some time, I'll have a pic up soon