Rejected
You’ve spoken of love,
And I’ve answered with laughter;
You’ve kissed—my kid glove.
You’ve spoken of love.
Why! powers above?
Is there more to come after.
You’ve spoken of love
And I’ve answered with laughter.
Her lips were so near
That—what else could I do?
You’ll be angry, I fear,
Her lips were so near.
Well, I can’t make it clear
Or explain it to you.
Her lips were so near
That—what else could I do?
From “The Century.”