marry me he said through his rotten teeth bad breath and then marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd but when i was in his bed and my father had sold me i knew i hadn t any choice hushed my voice did what any girl would do and when i m beheaded at least i was wedded and when i am buried at least i was married i ll hide my behavior with wine as my savior but oh what beautiful things i ll wear what beautiful dresses and hair i m lucky to share his bed especially since i ll soon be dead marry me he said god he s ugly but fortune is ours running in the gardens enjoying men women and flowers then i break a glass and i slit my own innermost thigh so that i can pretend that i m menstru well unavailable my life is arranged but this union s deranged so i ll fuck who i choose for i ve nothing to lose and when master s displeased i ll be down on my knees again oh what beautiful things i ll wear what beautiful dresses and hair i m lucky to share his bed especially since i ll soon be dead when dining on peacock i know i won t swallow through balls births and bridge games i know what will follow we re coupled together through hell hurt and hunger or at least until husband finds someone younger yes fertilization is part of my station i laugh as he drabs me in anticipation of sons who will run things when i m under covers but whose children are they why mine and my lover s but oh what beautiful things i ll wear what beautiful dresses and hair i m lucky to share his bed especially since i ll soon be dead what beautiful things i ll wear what beautiful dresses and hair i m lucky to share his bed so why do i wish i was 1