Classic Poem

Friar uxorious!
Ain't it notorious
You have no joy a-
-way from Detroïa?

Write me no pretty note
Puling excuses.
Scorn'd by the Muses,
Who's tied to a petticoat!

No, he wouldn't leave his wife,
And he shouldn't leave his wife
 He didn't come to Copsham, cos,
He COULDN'T leave his wife!