The Chorus Girls

They want to make the chorus girls

     Put ugly bloomers on;

If that’s a go you all may know

The moneyed old bald-headed row

     Will suddenly be gone.

They want to make the chorus girls

     Wear high-neck gowns they say;

If that’s a go the “upper row”

Who look down on the stage, you know,

     Will merely stay away.

They want to make the chorus girls

     Do this and that, but we

Declare, who know, the gowns they show

Are none too high or none too low

     They’re all right as they be.

Oct. 25, ‘05

          Pub. Medford Mercury,

              Nov. 3, ‘05