But I’m now called “decidedly plain,”
For I’m single no longer, you know!
Edith said that my eyes were divine
As we strolled thro’ the green country lane—
That the girls thought my figure was fine,
I discovered from sweet Mary Jane;
But alas for a once happy swain,
With the virtues of one year ago!
I am met with a haughty disdain,
For I’m single no longer, you know!