The Wooing
There was a little man,
Who wooed a little maid;
And he said: “Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed?
I have little more to say,
So will you ay or nay
For the least said is soonest mend-ed, ded, ded.”
Then the little maid replied:
“Should I be your little bride,
Pray what must we have for to eat, eat, eat?
Will the flame that you’re so rich in
Light a fire in the kitchen?
Or the little god of Love turn the spit, spit, spit?”