Raising the Girl Right, Part Iv
Sally saw his expression, and smiled at him.
“Prent, I never thought you’d be back.
Whatever happened to make you return?
Whatever blew your great plans of track?
What was it that the big city lacked?”
He nodded his head, and said it true:
“Boston has much, but not women like you.”
Sally’s jaw dropped, how could it not?
She stared at him, fixed on his eyes.
He said,”If you’ll have a foolish trapper,
I was thinking we might give it a try.
You’re the best girl I know, that’s no lie.”
The café went quiet, all looked on
Then Sally his lips brushed a kiss upon.
“Well I guess you leave me no choice now,
We’ll just have to go and get wed.
You heard me folks, the café’s closing!
Find somewhere else to get fed!”
Nell squealed, and Sal tussled her head.
Prent wrapped them both up in his arms,
vowing that he’d never do either harm.
Within an hour the preacher said the words
and together the two were bound.
Word spread quick and folks came out
from all of the buildings in town,
to see the new couple riding down.
Prent he ignored them, just kissed his wife
knowing together they’d raise the girl right.
Along with any others that might come along…
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