The Parson tied the Hymen knot

That made two halves a whole;

The while a speculating what

Would be his marriage toll.

The Groom, when he had kissed the Bride,

Was taken with the chills:

Her icy lips could not abide

Osculatory thrills.

But soon his fever was effaced;

His hand obeyed his will,

And in the Parson's palm he placed

A soiled One Dollar Bill.

"Anathema!" the preacher cried,—

"Thou reptile of the Earth!"

The Groom replied—"Then take the Bride!

I think it's all she's worth!"