Classic Poem

“Now, just let me see:
Seems to me that 'twas she
Objected to something
That he did. Or he
Objected to her having
Someone to tea.
No! Now isn't that queer?
I know I did hear
Just the way that it was,
But it's left me, I fear.

“No! It comes to me now:
It seems this was the how
Of it: Something he did
That she wouldn't allow.
Or was it her old folks
That started the row?
No! Now that isn't right,
I know that's not quite
The way that Miss Gadaround
Told me last night.

“Ah! Now I recall
The gossip and all:
It seems that one night
When he went there to call—
'Twas last Spring, I think,
Or was it this Fall?
Oh, well, anyway
What I started to say
Was that—she—well,
My memory's awful today!

“Now, how did she tell
Me that? Well, well! Well! Well!!
You know she got her story
Right straight from Nell.
But I can't quite recall now
Just what she did tell
Me last night. Anyway,
Whichever it may
Be, the wedding is off,
As I started to say!”