Me where is fancy bread?"
No doubt it was a puzzling state
To be in—that of Sue:
The baker's man was very poor,
John Budd was well to do.
One hour she'd say, "I'll marry Sam;"
Another, "No, I wont."
Poor Susan Sims! Love whisper'd "Dough:"
But Interest said "Don't."
At last Sue quite made up her mind