To Pyrrha

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Title:     To Pyrrha
Author: Bert Leston Taylor [More Titles by Taylor]

"Quis multa gracilis."

What young tin whistle gent,
Bedaubed with barber's scent,--
What cheapskate waits on you
To woo,
O Pyrrha?

For whom the puff and rat
And transformation that
You bought a year ago
Or so,
O Pyrrha?

Peeved? Not a bit. Not I
I'm sorry for the guy.
He draws a lovely lime
This time,
O Pyrrha!

I've dipped. The wet ain't fine.
Hung on the votive line
My duds. The gods can see
I'm free.
Eh, Pyrrha!

[The end]
Bert Leston Taylor's poem: To Pyrrha

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