That Selfish Woman
A thousand of favours from me she drew
And one by one, in the river she threw
O what a woman with friendless command
Speaks of love but stretching out her selfish hand
Her eyes stuck all over my face
Her love had no dwelling, why did I give her a place?
For the fear of mishap has captured me be loaf
See how she has made my appetite found aloof
What a needless and worthless treasure, I must sell She wants to empty my entire fountain in her well
I will surely tear her and break her in twain Storming her life with destruction and rain
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