A blind man could tell at a glance/
That he never will teach her to dance./
She ignores his advances/
with ludicrous stances/
and she always seems lost in a trance.///
He thought, from the cock of her head/
That she might be in Tigris in bed../
Twas a prospect auspicious/
But now he’s suspicious/
That she’s either a dummy- or dead.
A blind man could tell at a glance/
That he never will teach her to dance./
She ignores his advances/
with ludicrous stances/
and she always seems lost in a trance.///
He thought, from the cock of her head/
That she might be in Tigris in bed../
Twas a prospect auspicious/
But now he’s suspicious/
That she’s either a dummy- or dead.