When welcoming the infant year;
On Derby day; or Christmas even;
Or when Aunt Jane pops off to Heaven!
In friendly restaurant or grill
You drink your bottle, eat your fill,
Digest, while watching Russian dancers,
Drive next to supper at some pub,
Then mingle with the rag-time prancers,
In a night café—called a club.
And so to bed, should it be June,