But all husbands are geese, though our pride it may shock, From the first ’twas ordained so by Nature I fear; Ould Adam himself was the first of the flock, And Eve, with her apple sauce, cooked him, my dear.
But all husbands are geese, though our pride it may shock, From the first ’twas ordained so by Nature I fear; Ould Adam himself was the first of the flock, And Eve, with her apple sauce, cooked him, my dear.