The Little Husband There was a man who made his daughter Wed a man who was much shorter He wasn't any size at all In fact you'd call him rather small. Standing on tiptoe he was able To rub noses with her navel But even that began to pawl For he was really much too small. Her mother meant the marriage night meant That there would be much more excitement But it was not that way at all For he was really rather small. Now she had hoped that with persuasion He would rise to the occasion If he would rise,then she would fall For her man who was so small. He wasn't like her other lovers He got lost beneath the covers She couldn't find him there at all For he was really far too small. If he were lost there'd be a scandel So she sought him with a candle For she could hear the frantic call Of her poor man who was so small. It was by candle not desire That she set the bed on fire So that the bed became the pawl Of her poor man who was so small She got him out of this misfortune But to hold him was so scorching She had to wrap him in a shawl For he was hot as well as small. Then she thought she would deposite Him inside the water closet Thinking that this would make him cool Her little man who was so small. And then she pulled from force of habit And it drowned him like a rabbit There was a fizz and that was all Of her poor man who was so small. Pity the girl who weds a midget Who can do no more than fidget If your tall then never fall For one who is so small. For marriage to a pygmy Leads to tragedy and bigamy This is a story that is tall About a man who was so small. John the Fish,recorded it JW apr00
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