Sonnets to a Red-Haired Lady - Part 15
S UZANNE , I bring you ornaments of jade,
Dark green to mingle with the shifting green
Of your cat's eyes. You are a cat, my Queen,
White-toothed and tigerish ... but I'm afraid
Sometimes the part's a trifle overplayed.
Some day, when you decide you'll make a scene,
Some one will bend a poker o'er your bean
And you will lead a solemn street parade.
Don't get too temperamental, Susan dear,
With me! You dress the part that fits your hair,
But don't scratch, Sue, nor get upon your ear,
Nor be too serious with that Feline Stare!
My Fifteenth Wife would kid herself that way ...
But she has left me, Susan! Welladay!
Dark green to mingle with the shifting green
Of your cat's eyes. You are a cat, my Queen,
White-toothed and tigerish ... but I'm afraid
Sometimes the part's a trifle overplayed.
Some day, when you decide you'll make a scene,
Some one will bend a poker o'er your bean
And you will lead a solemn street parade.
Don't get too temperamental, Susan dear,
With me! You dress the part that fits your hair,
But don't scratch, Sue, nor get upon your ear,
Nor be too serious with that Feline Stare!
My Fifteenth Wife would kid herself that way ...
But she has left me, Susan! Welladay!
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