Not Married Yet!

I' M single yet — I'm single yet!
And years have flown since I came out!
In vain I sigh — in vain I fret —
Ye gods! what are the men about?
I vow I'm twenty! — O ye powers!
A spinster's lot is hard to bear —
On earth alone to pass her hours,
And afterward lead apes — down there ;

No offer yet — no offer yet!
I'm puzzled quite to make it out:
For every beau my cap I set —
What, what, what are the men about?
They do n't propose — they won't propose,
For fear, perhaps, I'd not say, " Yes! "
Just let them try — for Heaven knows
I'm tired of single-blessedness.

Not married yet — not married yet —
The deuce is in the men, I fear!
I'm like a — something to be let,
And to be let alone — that's clear.
They say, " She's pretty — but no chink —
And love without it runs in debt! "
It agitates my nerves to think
That I have had no offer yet.
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