The Girl with No Name

He met
A girl with no name
Who said, “I am Yvette.
Let us not talk of sorrow
But tomorrow
You may regret”.

So he took his pleasure
With Yvette or Heather,
And there was delight
For him that night
And sorrow
On the morrow.

He will borrow
From the bank, again
To play
With the girl with no name,
Who will not stay,
But she is not to blame.

The girl with no name
Has an ancient profession
Which,...