Stand Aside, Sir, I Pray— Poem by James Bland Burges
Stand Aside, Sir, I Pray—
Stand aside, Sir, I pray—
Let your wife, Sir, have her way,
What d'you mean by thus interposing?
I hope, Sir, I can tell
My own story straight and well,
If his Worship will vouchsafe me a hearing.
I'm his wife—in a word,
I'm his second wife, my Lord,
As you'd guess by my shape and each feature;
If you look, you'll find it clear,
I'm too young, by many a year,
To be mother of that maypole creature.
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