Suppose, my dear, that you were I <br /> And by your side your sweetheart sate; <br />Suppose you noticed by and by <br /> The distance 'twixt you were too great; <br />Now tell me, dear, what would you do? <br /> I know--and so do you. <br /> <br />And when (so comfortably placed) <br /> Suppose you only grew aware <br />That that dear, dainty little waist <br /> Of hers looked very lonely there; <br />Pray tell me sooth--what would you do? <br /> I know, and so do you. <br /> <br />When, having done what I just did <br /> With not a frown to check or chill, <br />Suppose her red lips seemed to bid <br /> Defiance to your lordly will; <br />Oh, tell me, sweet, what would you do? <br /> I know, and so do you.<br /><br />Eugene Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suppose-2/
