Sukey

Here's a little gem I recently found in poetry collection. It's anonymous and I don't know much else about it.

Sukey, you shall be my wife 

Sukey, you shall be my wife

And I will tell you why:

I have got a little pig,

And you have got a sty;

I have got a dun cow,

And you can make good cheese.

Sukey, will you marry me?

Say Yes, if you please.

                                          Anon.