When Cloe Walks

When Cloe walks she doesn’t float

     Across the parlor floor;

She doesn’t trip and skip along,

     As you have seen it o’er

And o’er about her graceful gait,

     Her queenly carriage, too;

When Cloe walks she simply walks

     As other people do.

When Cloe walks she brings her foot

     Down with a solid thud;

If you were under it your name

     Would simply be spelled “mud”.

When Cloe walks she doesn’t trip

     Nor skip, I must confess,

She walks for fair, for Chloe weighs

     Three hundred, more or less.

May 15, 1904