A More Girls Only Knew

I buy her dresses after dress. Anything she wishes.

Not because her smile is cute, nor her kiss delicious.

But because she's learned my ways, found my private taste, learned my secret, thought it cute. Now she says in haste . . .

"Buy this dress, that lingerie.

Oh buy that skirt please oh do!

I could wear it - when you don't - It'd look so sweet on you!"

Rank Has its Drawbacks

My secretary's see-through blouse reveals a glamorous slip

With frothy lace two inches wide, warm blue. It's quite a trip.

She shows it proudly (well she should) but wisht I could display

A prettier slip - that'd make her drool It sure would make my day.

A slip-top, lace three inches wide, hued irridescent pink;

Shoulder tiny bow-tied . . . taut.

It'd make that girl's eyes blink!

Trouble is I am her boss

she, "my girl" . . . and cute.

The slip I'd love to show that girl

beneath my business suit.

―

Anne Chambray