TO A BURLESQUE SOUBRETTE
Upstage the great high-shafted beefy choir
Squawked in 2000 watts of orange glare—
You came, and impudent and deuce-may-care
And followed you. The blatant brassy clang
Of instruments drowned out the words you sang,
A sprite of irresistible disdain,
Fair as a jonquil in an April rain,
You came, and impudent and deuce-may-care
Danced where the gutter flamed with footlight fire.