Classic Poem

Pray how did she look? Was she pale, was she wan?
She was blooming and red as a cherry—poor Anne.

Did she eat? Did she drink? Yes, she drank up a can,
And ate very near a whole partridge—poor Anne.

Pray what did she do? Why, she talked to each man
And flirted with Morpeth and Breanbie—poor Anne.

Pray how was she drest? With a turban and fan,
With ear-rings, with chains, and with bracelets—poor Anne.

And how went she home? In a good warm sedan
With a muff and a cloak and a tippet—poor Anne.