In Other Words/The Truth About the Spratts
The Truth About the Spratts
As to the meat that was upon The J. Spratts’ bill-of-fare—Now, Mrs. Spratt liked hers well done While Jack preferred his rare.
Jack Spratt liked lots of light, His wife desired it dim,For her the shaded lamp and low— The 32s for him.
Jack Spratt liked lots of air, All windows opened wide,While Mrs. S. detested draughts— “This flat is cold!” she cried.
Jack Spratt liked comedies. The missus liked to weepAt dismal dramas, such as put Her lawful spouse to sleep.
John Spratt, he hated bridge; His consort was a fiend.Who always would suggest a game Whenever friends convened.
J. Spratt liked keeping house, His wife preferred to board.“Nothing like that for Colonel Spratt!” Declared her liegest lord.
Jack Spratt was all for prose, His wife was all for rhyme;And so betwixt them both, you see, They had a helova time.