Tale of An Eager New Groom

The new groom Loved his bride so One day she took ill He took her in tow I'll clean and I'll cook Set you up with a book In a day, maybe two You'll be as good as new To eat, what's your request I'm at your behest Tell me your heart's desire And I'll crank up the fire Hard-boiled eggs, she smiled So he dropped two in a pot Turned on the stove But they didn't get hot He waited and waited The morning grew old But those two raw white eggs Stayed cool, if not cold The gallant groom paced Even stamping his foot Yet all he got for his efforts Was some dust and some soot Up from her sickbed The bride took her groom's place Lit a match to the gaslight ~ Put egg on his face