I thought ’twas a nice situation,
So snugly together we sat,
And in hopes of a pleasant flirtation,
I tried to engage him in chat.
But, to talk of himself never backward,
He strove modest airs to assume,
For he told me, he felt very awkward
As “the handsomest man in the room”—
Really, really, one does feel so awkward,
As “the handsomest man in the room!”