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I had a dream, a horrid dream,
I never had its match;
I dreamt I was a bachelor
And here is just the catch:
For all the girls were married off,
Or all engaged to be,
And not a single one was left,
Alas! to marry me.
I always meant to have a wife,
I liked the girls right well,
But which one 'twas I loved the best,
I never quite could tell.
But now they're gone, they all are gone,
And I am left alone,
Bad off as Mother Hubbard's dog,
Without a single bone.
I said, "Is this to be my fate?"
(Tears streaming from each eye)
"This fate if there's no way to shun,
I pray that I may die!"
And then I tried to find a rope,
With which to stretch my neck,
But soon I thought of paris green,
And shrugged - what the heck!
I dreamed I took an awful dose,
To take this poison I tried,
My feet grew cold, my limbs grew stiff,
I groaned, and gasped, and died.
Hey! bachelors, I pray give heed,
E'er it shall be too late,
Or what to me was but a dream,
May be your actual fate!
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