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Henry: What in all in heaven could've her to go,
After a triumph as the ball?
What could've depressed
What could've possessed
I understand the wretch at all.

Women are irrational, that's all is to that!
heads are full of cotton, hay, and rags!
They're but exasperating, irritating,
vacillating, calculating, agitating,
Maddening and hags!
[To
Pickering, why can't a be more like a man?

Pickering: I beg pardon?

Yes...
Why can't a be more like a man?
Men are so honest, so square;
noble, historically fair;
Who, when you win, will always give your a pat.
Why a woman be like that?

Why ev'ryone do what the others do?
Can't a woman learn to use her
Why do they do ev'rything their do?
Why don't they grow up- well, their father instead?
Why a woman take after a man?
Men are so pleasant, so easy to
Wherever you're with them, always at ease.

Would you be slighted if I speak for hours?

Of not!

Would you be livid if I had a or two?

Nonsense.

Would you be wounded if I never you flowers?

Never.

Well, why can't a woman be you?

One man in a may shout a bit.
Now and there's one with slight defects;
One, perhaps, truthfulness you doubt a bit.
But by and we are a marvelous sex!
Why a woman take after man?
men are so friendly, good-natured and kind.
A better companion you never find.
If I hours late for dinner, would you bellow?

Of not!

If I forgot your birthday, would you fuss?

Nonsense.

Would you complain if I took out another

Never.

Well, why can't a be like us?

[To Mrs.
Mrs. Pearce, a woman...
Why a woman be more like a man?
Men are so decent, such chaps.
Ready to you through any mishaps.
Ready to buck you up you are glum.
Why can't a woman be a
Why is thinking something women do?
Why is never even tried?
Straightening up their hair is all ever do.
Why don't they straighten up the mess inside?
Why can't a behave like a man?
If I was a who'd been to a ball,
Been hailed as a by one and by all;
Would I start weeping like a bathtub
And carry on as if my were in a tree?
Would I run off and never tell me where I'm
Why can't a be like me?