O to be a Petty gal
Now that summer's here,
With thigh and breast and tawny crest
And slick and stream-lined "rear"
To lounge against the gilded sands
As in a billboard ad
While some Adonis, thick of neck,
A great athletic cad
Leans over one with tender sigh
And whispers soft and low
"The Company who made your suit
Designed these trunks, you know"!
Adversary
She stuck her little hat pin in
And gave a practiced twist.
The only thing that saves my pride
On someone with a tougher hide
She'll break her little wrist!
Traitor
You said my face
Was like a mask
A little white unstirred expanse
Where no emotion came to dance.
You said my eyes were secret eyes
That wore a mocking shy disguise.
You said, "No matter how you try
Your mouth betrays you, by and by?"
Sheepskin
An education used to be
A thing of strict gentility
With Classics solid as a rock
And stresses laid on culture talk.
Now . . . when he graduates - a man
Must just make money with élan!
Alien