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Robert W Service - Treat `Em RoughRobert W Service - Treat `Em Rough
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First time I dared propose,          A callow lad was I; I donned my Sunday clothes,          I wore my Old School Tie. Awaiting me Louise          Was dolled to beat the band, So going on my knees          I begged her hand. Oh yes, she gave me her hand,—          A box upon the ear; I could not understand,          I blinked away a tear. Then scornfully she said:          `Next time you kneel before A maid, young man don`t spread          Your hankey on the floor.` So next time I proposed,          Thinks I, I`ll treat `em rough. Her name was Lily Rose,          I gave her he-man stuff. I yanked her on my knee,          And as her ear I bit, To my amazement she          Seemed to like it. The old cave-men knew best;          Grab girlie`s by the hair, And though they may protest          Drag them into your lair. So young men seeking mates,          Take my tip, if rejected: A modern maid just hates          To be respected.
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