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She said on Monday she'd be mine
Forever and for aye.
On Tuesday with a smile divine
She said the same to Jay.
On Wednesday eve this maiden fair
Our hearts were set upon
Gave up a tress of golden hair
To pledge her troth to John.

On Thursday Reginald came by,
And late on Thursday night
With softly whispered, loving sigh
She made his future bright.
On Friday James appeared, and she
Just as to us before
With beaming eyes declared she'd be
His own forevermore.

On Saturday 'twas Abraham
Who won her much-sought hand,
Although that morn she'd promised Sam
To meet him on the sand;
And Sunday evening after church
Beneath the lunar glim
She promised rich old Billy Birch
That she'd be true to him.

And that is why we swains have met
Down by the summer sea
There in the damp and sodden wet
To form a Company —
To form The P RUDENCE S YNDICATE ,
And float a million shares,
A market for them to create
Amongst the millionaires.

Our Assets, one small bit of fluff
With mighty " taking " ways,
And hand that seems quite big enough
For sixty fiances —
Step up, all ye who wish to win
A roomy heart and true,
And buy a block of " Common " in
A MALGAMATED P RUE !
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