I’ve known a lanky man a couple years
and learned to loved him, now and then, a bit,
although his laugh is irksome to my ears,
although his manner’s inappropriate.

I’ve known another now a dozen weeks,
a guy so organized I want to laugh,
and though I love to listen when he speaks,
he’s too fastidious by more than half.

If I could pick from each the qualities
I like, and blend them into one good mate,
then I could love a man for all my life.
But I can’t choose a that and two of these
and mix them well or keep them isolate,
so I’m unfit to ever be a wife.