Monday, June 10, 2019

Odds and ends


Detecting Prostate cancer

Placebo and nocebo effects

Grieving elephants 


Let him go let him tarry

Now Bridget was a colleen with an independent air
And Bridget had a sweetheart who was gay and debonair
He would woo her, court her, jilt her nearly ev'ry other day
Till finally Miss Bridget was heard at last to say

Let him go, let him tarry, let him sink or let him swim
He doesn't care for me, nor I don't care for him
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm goin' to marry a far nicer boy

Then he wrote to her a letter sayin' he was rather bad
She sent him back an answer sayin' she was very glad
Then he wrote to her another sayin' he was well and strong
But she cared no more about him than the ground he walked upon

He can go to his old mother and set her mind at ease
For she's an old, old woman, and very hard to please
She can say that I am flighty as she has always done
'Cause I don't want to marry her great big ugly son

Let him go, let him tarry, let him sink or let him swim
He doesn't care for me, nor I don't care for him
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm goin' to marry a far nicer boy

Let him go, let him go
Let him go, let him tarry, let him stay
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm goin' to marry a far nicer boy


The years rolled on and left poor Bridget high upon the shelf
And often in the evenin' when she's sittin' by herself
She remembers that young fellow, so debonair and gay
And wishes oh, so often, he'd never heard her say

Let him go, let him tarry, let him sink or let him swim
He doesn't care for me, nor I don't care for him

Let him go, let him go
Let him go, let him tarry, let him stay
He can go and get another that I hope he will enjoy
For I'm goin' to marry a far nicer boy