"It's 'cause you're deaf," she'll grumble;
But if she can't hear what I say
It's 'cause I always mumble...
and could not gauge your worth
until I saw your washing line,
That brought me down to earth
from fires and floods and such
against one hazard (seems to me),
the rest don't matter much.
So take this warning from us all
and heed our anxious pleas:
when you receive the firebell's call
- watch out for girls up trees.
upon my upper lip, some show
of manhood, in a slinky strip
of black moustache: but here I trip -
for though I grudge the fascination
Menjou begets; the admiration
Colman excites in female hearts,
they both have flying starts!
And if my friends should sneer or scoff
I'd be obliged to laugh it off!