 | Poems 1918-21 : |  |
III. III
Soirée
UPON learning that the mother wrote verses,
And that the father wrote verses,
And that the youngest son was in a publisher's office,
And that the friend of the second daughter
was undergoing a novel,
The young American pilgrim
Exclaimed:
"This is a darn'd clever bunch!"
And that the father wrote verses,
And that the youngest son was in a publisher's office,
And that the friend of the second daughter
was undergoing a novel,
The young American pilgrim
Exclaimed:
"This is a darn'd clever bunch!"
| Poems 1918-21 : | |