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Robert W Service - Henry
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Mary and I were twenty-two
          When we were wed;
A well-matched pair, right smart to view
          The town`s folk said.
For twenty years I have been true
          To nuptial bed.

But oh alas! The march of time,
          Life`s wear and tear!
Now I am in my lusty prime
          With pep to spare,
While she looks ten more years than I`m,
          With greying hair.

`Twas on our trip dear friends among,
          To New Orleans,
A stranger`s silly trip of tongue
          Kiboshed my dreams:
I heard her say: `How very young
          His mother seems.`

Child-bearing gets a woman down,
          And six had she;
Yet now somehow I feel a clown
          When she`s with me;
When cuties smile one cannot frown,
          You must agree.

How often I have heard it said:
          `For happy fate,
In age a girl ten years ahead
          Should choose her mate.`
Now twenty years to Mary wed
          I know too late.
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