On the Tragic Self-Esteem of Sue-Anne

There was a sad bloke named Sunny,
Who cried for lack of some money
To buy soda pop,
With ice-cream on top,
For him and Sue-Anne, his honey.

He cried, "Sue-Anne, honey, my dear--
I can't afford pop or cold beer!
Oh, being so broke
Is really no joke!"
And asked, "Sue-Anne, honey, my dear--

"You know that I love you--it's clear--
So, baby, please be a kind dear
And help us both out
Or we'll get thrown out
For being oh! so broke, I fear."

So poor Sue-Anne took out her purse
And thought that she could do no worse
Than Sunny, her bloke,
Who now got a Coke,
Though she felt that this was her curse:

She used to be happy and bright,
Until she overheard one night *(  ),
Mom whine to dear Dad,
"**Brooke's lovely, I'm glad,
But our Sue-Anne looks more a blight!"


* (as a little girl)
** "Brooke"--Sue-Anne's more well-favored and attractive sister