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Shall I woo the one or the other? / Both attract me -- more's the pity! / Pretty is the widowed mother, / And the daughter, too, is pretty.
When I see that maiden shrinking, / By the gods, I swear I'll get 'er! / But, anon, I fall to thinking / That the mother'll suit me better!
So, like any idiot ass -- / Hungry for the fragrant fodder, / Placed between two bales of grass, / Lo, I doubt, delay, and dodder!