You’re
a little, laughing peach,
Summer girl;
You’re
the only on the beach,
Summer girl.
You
can rule the mighty ocean,
You’re
a dream of grace and motion,
To
abduct you I’ve a notion,
Summer girl.
You’re
the swellest of the swell,
Summer girl;
Bathing
costumes fit you well,
Summer girl;
You’re
a necessary pleasure,
I
adore you without measure,
For
you bring me bits of treasure,
Summer girl.
O,
I hope you’ve come to stay,
Summer girl;
For
you’ve added to my pay,
Summer girl.
Of
your smiles and manners
sunny
I
have written verses funny –
That
is how I earn my money,
Summer girl.
May
21, ‘99
Joker
for May, ‘99
(actually in the June, 1899 edition
of Little Joker)
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