The wrong one is the one inclined
To breathe his hopes into your ears,
A nuisance is that seldom cheers.
Just after such a blow as this,
I thought I saw much future bliss,
In a student of the “nobby” kind,
So rich and handsome and refined.
But, oh, dear me! my brief delight
Was shattered by his getting tight,
And a love of fully thirty days