The Poetry Corner

Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLII. Love And Matrimony.

By Unknown

When shall we be married, My dear Nicholas Wood? We will be married on Monday, And will not that be very good? What, shall we be married no sooner? Why sure the man's gone wood![*] What shall we have for our dinner, My dear Nicholas Wood? We will have bacon and pudding, And will not that be very good? What, shall we have nothing more? Why sure the man's gone wood! Who shall we have at our wedding, My dear Nicholas Wood? We will have mammy and daddy, And will not that be very good? What, shall we have nobody else? Why sure the man's gone wood!