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  • A Bachelor’s Outburst

    From the New York Tribune, September 18, 1912.
     Dear Sir, I am a bachelor;
       My income is twelve hun’.
     ‘Tis small, no doubt, yet I contrive
       To have a deal of fun.
     You’ll think me selfish, yet until
       I’m richer, I must own,
     I’d rather be a bachelor,
       And jog along alone.
     Far be it from me to deride
       Or scoff at wedded bliss;
     I’ve thought the matter over well,
       And my opinion’s this:
     Though bachelors are selfish things,
       ‘Twould just as selfish be
     To take a wife, and bring her to
       A life of drudgery.
     Suppose I loved a girl (I do),
       D’you think I’d care to see
     Her toil, and soil her pretty hands
       The livelong day for me?
     If I grow rich, I’ll crave the hand
       Of her whom I adore;
     If not, dear sir, I must remain
       A lonely bachelor.