Ah, come with me, Petite chérie, And we shall rather happy be. I know a modest luncheonette Where, for a little, one can get A choplet, baby lima beans, And, segmented, two tangerines.
Le coup de grâce My pretty lass, Will be a demi-demitasse Within a serviette conveyed By weazened waiters, underpaid, Who mincingly might grant us spoons While a combo tinkles trivial tunes.
Ah, with me come, My mini-femme And I shall say I love you some.
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John Updike's Poem, "To an Usherette"
Ah, come with me,
Petite chérie,
And we shall rather happy be.
I know a modest luncheonette
Where, for a little, one can get
A choplet, baby lima beans,
And, segmented, two tangerines.
Le coup de grâce
My pretty lass,
Will be a demi-demitasse
Within a serviette conveyed
By weazened waiters, underpaid,
Who mincingly might grant us spoons
While a combo tinkles trivial tunes.
Ah, with me come,
My mini-femme
And I shall say I love you some.
And a pretty lass she certainly be
Thanks Tony
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