Blinded by passion, makes it two.
She's out for eyes, and cannot tarry
To ponder arithmetic laws.
And what is the result? Miss Carrie
Claws Slew; Slew slews; Miss Carrie's claws.
Miscarry, and the eye is his.
Rough on poor Caroline, no doubt;
But there—the moral of it is,
First count your eye, then have it out.