Volume 108 — THE FLIRTGIRL'S REPLY. [A]
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THE FLIRTGIRL'S REPLY. [A]
A Poem of Common Sense.
Dear Sir, I've read through your delectable lines— Though the cap doesn't fit, I will wear it; And hope (though I don't know your private designs) You regret that such verses were e'er writ! There's flirting and flirting, you don't seem to know, Nor need a young woman be heartless, Who thinks that, by having five strings to her bow, The four she rejects will thus smart less. Pray how can I help, if my features attract And my sympathy wins each fond lover? Alas, when they're conquered, I own 'tis the fact That their weak points I sadly discover! It may be, in spite of your captious alarm, I shall yet enjoy bliss hymeneal; If this is my aim, not to jilt, where's the harm In my search for a husband ideal?