The law is the true embodiment <br />Of everything that's excellent. <br />It has no kind of fault or flaw, <br />And I, my lords, embody the Law. <br />The constitutional guardian I <br />Of pretty young Wards in Chancery, <br />All very agreeable girls - and none <br />Is over the age of twenty-one. <br />A pleasant occupation for <br />A rather susceptible Chancellor! <br /> <br />But though the compliment implied <br />Inflates me with legitimate pride, <br />It nevertheless can't be denied <br />That it has its inconvenient side. <br />For I'm not so old, and not so plain, <br />And I'm quite prepared to marry again, <br />But there'd be the deuce to pay in the Lords <br />If I fell in love with one of my Wards: <br />Which rather tries my temper, for <br />I'm SUCH a susceptible Chancellor! <br /> <br />And every one who'd marry a Ward <br />Must come to me for my accord: <br />So in my court I sit all day, <br />Giving agreeable girls away, <br />With one for him - and one for he - <br />And one for you - and one for ye - <br />And one for thou - and one for thee - <br />But never, oh never a one for me! <br />Which is exasperating, for <br />A highly susceptible Chancellor!<br /><br />William Schwenck Gilbert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-susceptible-chancellor/
