I
dread the physical culture girl,
For reasons far more than one;
She
knows too much of science, I fear,
And things that shouldn’t be done.
“Early
to bed and early to rise”
Is one of her watchwords true;
She
won’t sit up late, nor keep a date,
As some other girls will do.
She
won’t let me kiss her, worst of all,
Kisses are microbus says she;
She
won’t hold hands, “it wrinkles them so,”
She really said that to me.
She
isn’t the ruby of olden times,
Although she may be a pearl;
If
I want some fun I really must shun
The physical culture girl.
July
17, ‘09
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