Franklin P. Adams

Capitolo 19

  You/he/she has felt him drink, to be precise--
Your soup, and, despite, sweet,
  The gurgitation was not beautiful,
I neglected a small guilt
As that with only a wheat of salt.

And, houseservant sweeter to every New York,
  When entirely you gracelessly perforate
The savory oyster with Your fork
  I understand that you are enough fierce;
But such action of value, be'ts understood,
Venus neither Daylight they were able.

I have seen Him hang, tall in the air,
  A walks stiff of fresh asparagus,
Driving his/her juiciness to where
  You/he/she should go. I didn't curse.
You had him heat and sauce to the sour one,
Myrtilla, and I still loved Him.

Myrt, I have been standing for a good quantity,
  As a desire in this Cupid I play,
But now I know that I will never feel
  Toward You, dear Tillie, completely the same
From when I have seen Him on the job
To eat corn--corn on the male swan.



You Are not Equitable


"You are not equitable at sight external";
  Any beauty his of form or face
You the hath any witcheries, 'the true tis,
      Nothing grace.

Neither the beautiful intelligence, neither it well-stored mind,
  Neither blue eyes, neither gilded hair
Hath her. You are--I am not blind--
      Not equitable.

Does thing make me love her/it, then? Tells her,
  For such houseservant it is not mine accustomed.
Love him! Does thing make her think that I do?
      I don't do.



To Myrtilla Again


Myrtilla, when the thought of You
It obstructs my cold, sees impartial,
      And it holds me from
      My hard although muttering-
             Assignment of Ble,
I don't murmur neither I complain me
I don't howl neither I pretend
      A love for _vin_
      Or that in which it is
             A straw-covered bottle.

When, as I told room before,
My mind it is absorbed completely
      With You up to that
      My beats shiver
             And it beats,
I don't do, in tones more picturesque
How journalistic, beats my desk,
      And in an adaptation
      Of frenzy ends
             My job.

When, as I have been able to say first me,
Your image that I cannot ignore,