Flitting by at the Charity Ball,
Glimpsed in a wooded New England lane
Modish misses at Carnegie Hall,
Cantering past us on the Mall,
In theatre lobby and city street,
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Figures that charm and allure and enthrall,--
The girls wenever can hope to meet!
T'other day, in that drizzling rain,
One passed by us, winsome and small;
Just to look at her gave us pain;
Wishing only she'd slip and fall,--
Wishing only we had the gall,--
Haply she'd hark to our plaintive bleat!
But somehow their presences always appall
The girls we never can hope to meet
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