Sonnets of a Chorus Girl (Sonnet 7)

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His Ma

HE says his mother's kickin' like a steer,
Because she thinks I ain't refined enough;
I'd like to meet her, just to call her bluff!
Gee, I'm so darned refined I pretty near
Have apoplexy every time I hear
A phrase that ain't grammatical! It's tough
To have to stand and take that kind of guff,
But I'll call mother proper, never fear.

She wants to catch a duke for Sister Sue
And bag a earl for Sister Marguerite,
And so she thinks that it would never do,
Becase I have a pair of twinklin' feet,
To let me in the fam'ly circle--pooh,
I'll simply paralyze her when we meet.