Absent-minded Edward Brown
Drove his lady into town;
Suddenly the horse fell down!
Mrs. Ned
( Newly wed )
Threw a fit and lay for dead.
Edward, lacking in resource,
Chafed the fetlocks of his horse,
Sitting with unpleasant force
( Just like lead )
On the head
Of the prostrate Mrs. Ned.
She demanded a divorce,
Jealous of the favoured horse.
Edward had it shot, of course.
Years have sped;
She and Ned
Drive a motor now instead.