SEEKING A WIFE
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When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself, And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon a shelf, The rats and the mice did lead me such a life, That I went up to London, to get myself a wife.
The streets were so broad, and the lanes were so narrow, I could not get my wife home without a wheelbarrow, The wheelbarrow broke, my wife got a fall, Down tumbled wheelbarrow, little wife, and all.