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Suppose, my dear, that you were I / And by your side your sweetheart sate; / Suppose you noticed by and by / The distance 'twixt you were too great; / Now tell me, dear, what would you do? / I know -- and so do you.
And when (so comfortably placed) / Suppose you only grew aware / That that dear, dainty little waist / Of hers looked very lonely there; / Pray tell me sooth -- what would you do? / I know, and so do you.
When, having done what I just did / With not a frown to check or chill, / Suppose her red lips seemed to bid / Defiance to your lordly will; / Oh, tell me, sweet, what would you do? / I know, and so do you.