Fair young maid are you a weeping
For your Johnny gone to sea
If you'll wed with me tomorrow
I will kind and constant be

I will buy you sheets and blankets
I'll buy you a wedding ring
You shall have a silver cradle
For to rock the baby in

maybe fickle......
maybe mercenary......
maybe extremely sensible - a bird in the hand you know when there's a bun in the oven :)

but absurd??