There once
was a girl named Jenny
Whose virtues were varied and many
Accepting that she was inclined
Al ways to make up her mind
An d Jenny points a morrow
with which you cannot quarrel,
as you will find.
Jenny made her mind up
when she was three.
She herself was going to trim
the Christmas tree.
Christmas Eve she lit the candles,
tossed the tapers away.
Little Jenny was an orphan
on Christmas Day.
Poor Jenny, bright as a penny,
her equal would be hard to find.
She lost one dad and mother,
a sister and a brother,
but she would make up her mind.
Jenny made her mind up
when she was 12
that into foreign languages
she would delve
but at 17 to Vassar it was quite a blow
that in 27 languages she
couldn't say no.
Jenny made her mind up at 22
to get herself a husband
was the thing to do.
She got herself all dolled up
in her satins and furs
and she got herself a husband
but he wasn't hers.
Jenny made her mind up at 39.
She would take a trip to the Ar gentine.
She was only on vacation
But the Latins agree,
Jenny was the one who started
the good neighbor policy
Jenny made her mind up at 75,
she would live to be the
oldest woman alive
But gin and rum and
destiny play funny tricks,
and poor Jenny kicked the bucket at 76
Jenny points a moral
with which you cannot quarrel,
makes a lot of common sense.
Jenny and her saga
prove that you are gaga
if you don't keep sitting
on the fence.
Jenny and her story
points the way to glory
to all men and womankind.
Anyone with vision comes
to this decision,
don't make up your mind.