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	Category: Funny Women Poems        Classic humorous and funny poems for women, and about women. The good, the bad, and the lovely.    I DIDN'T LIKE HIM    erhaps you may a-noticed I been soht o' solemn lately,
     Haven't been a-lookin' quite so pleasant.
 Mabbe I have been a little bit too proud and stately;
     Dat's because I'se lonesome jes' at present.
 I an' him agreed to quit a week or so ago,
     Fo' now dat I am in de social swim
 I'se 'rived to de opinion dat he ain't my style o' beau,
     So I tole him dat my watch was fas' fo' him.
 
 
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              Oh, I didn't like his clo'es,
                  An' I didn't like his eyes,
              Nor his walk, nor his talk,
                  Nor his ready-made neckties.
              I didn't like his name a bit,
                  Jes' 'spise the name o' Jim;
              If dem ere reasons ain't enough,
                  I didn't like Him.
 
 Dimon' ring he give to me, an' said it was a fine stone.
     Guess it's only alum mixed wif camphor.
 Took it roun' to Eisenstein; he said it was a rhinestone,
     Kind, he said, he didn't give a dam fur.
 Sealskin sack he give to me it got me in a row.
     P'liceman called an' asked to see dat sack;
 Said another lady lost it. Course I don't know how;
     But I had to go to jail or give it back.
 
 
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              Oh, I didn't like his trade;
                  Trade dat kep' him out all night.
              He'd de look ob a crook,
                  An' he owned a bull's-eye light.
              So when policemen come to ask
                  What I know 'bout dat Jim,
              I come to de confusion dat
                  I didn't like Him.
 
                                 Harry B. Smith.
 
 
		
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