What happens to the gals who wear a twenty
When dresses all are twelves?
For cute tricks there are coverings a-plenty.
For poppets, pigmies, elves.
They say that Cleopatra once was rolled
In rugs, to call on Caesar;
Perhaps she shopped where only tens were sold
It took eighteen to please 'er
So bring a tent, a toga at my call.
Or else find standing there
A daughter of the gods, divinely tall
And most divinely bare.
ERNESTINE MERCER.
When dresses all are twelves?
For cute tricks there are coverings a-plenty.
For poppets, pigmies, elves.
They say that Cleopatra once was rolled
In rugs, to call on Caesar;
Perhaps she shopped where only tens were sold
It took eighteen to please 'er
So bring a tent, a toga at my call.
Or else find standing there
A daughter of the gods, divinely tall
And most divinely bare.
ERNESTINE MERCER.
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