The Gatepost Vol. 13.6: Soliloquy-Saturday Night
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The Gatepost Vol. 13.6: Soliloquy-Saturday Night
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"Soliloquy-Saturday Night
Here we are; the evening drags past.
How much longer must this ennui last!
I don’t like you at all.
You tend to be short; I like my men tall.
Your eyes are brown; I much prefer blue;
And my dream man has hair of much darker hue. Dick is much smoother; Jack’s more my type, Or that ex of Sis’—the one with the pipe!
You’re really impossible; your humor is vile;
But I sit here and say, “Darling, how droll you are!”—and smile.
You can’t see Symphony, Saroyan, or Stein— Your ideas never coincide with mine.
You glower at me when I tune in a crooner— If I ever see you again, it’ll be later, not sooner! How can you be so terrifically boring?
Your repartee’ll soon have me snoring.
Woman, scuttle those thoughts ! Come out 'of that trance.
He’s the only man left you can drag to the danqe!
Evelyn Kirkpatrick, ’45."
Here we are; the evening drags past.
How much longer must this ennui last!
I don’t like you at all.
You tend to be short; I like my men tall.
Your eyes are brown; I much prefer blue;
And my dream man has hair of much darker hue. Dick is much smoother; Jack’s more my type, Or that ex of Sis’—the one with the pipe!
You’re really impossible; your humor is vile;
But I sit here and say, “Darling, how droll you are!”—and smile.
You can’t see Symphony, Saroyan, or Stein— Your ideas never coincide with mine.
You glower at me when I tune in a crooner— If I ever see you again, it’ll be later, not sooner! How can you be so terrifically boring?
Your repartee’ll soon have me snoring.
Woman, scuttle those thoughts ! Come out 'of that trance.
He’s the only man left you can drag to the danqe!
Evelyn Kirkpatrick, ’45."