Must be, I fancy, difficult).
It happened thus: McDougal took
His charming young fiancée[[3]]
One evening to a "Monday Pop."
(Her Christian name was Nancy.)
And there they heard—he and this maid,—
A solo on the bugle played.
Fair Nancy was enraptured, and
Said: "Dearest A. McDougal,
I'd love you more than ever if