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Edgar Guest - The Toiler
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He swore that he`d be true to her,
If she would only marry him; 
That as his wife, throughout his life 
She`d never know a moment grim.

He vowed that he would toil for her,
That she should wear the latest things,
He`d robe in furs that form of hers
And deck her hands with diamond rings.

He promised her a motor car,
And maids to answer her commands; 
In water hot, with dish and pot
He swore she`d never dip her hands.

Oh, fine the promises he made,
Oh, vows by which her heart was stirred!
And since that time, it`s been a crime
The way he`s worked to keep his word.
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