Author James Oppenheim What face lifts, so perfect in profile? Who speaks to the young men at the table? Is it Minerva slipped from her marble? But what do the young men see? One calls: " Hey! kid! butter-cakes and coffee! " Curious, how very blind these eaters can be! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments