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'TIS the song of many husbands, and you all must understand / That you cannot call me coward now that women rule the land; / I have written much for women, where I thought that they were right, / But the men who made bad matches claim a song from me to-night.
Oh, the men who made bad matches are of every tribe and clime, / And, if Adam was the first man, then they date from Adam's time. / They shall live and they shall suffer, until married life is past, / And the last sad son of Adam stands alone -- at peace at last.