Classic Poem

If no one ever marries me—
And I don't see why they should,
For nurse says I'm not pretty
And I'm seldom very good—

If no one ever marries me
I shan't mind very much;
I shall buy a squirrel in a cage,
And a little rabbit hutch.

I shall have a cottage near a wood,
And a pony all my own,
And a little lamb, quite clean and tame,
That I can take to town.

And when I'm getting really old,
At twenty eight or nine,
I shall buy a little orphan girl
And bring her up as mine.