The Sweet Summer Girl.

She has hair that is fluffy, straight, banged, or half curled; Has a parasol, oft by her deft fingers twirled. She has eyes either brown or black, gray or true blue; Has a neat fitting glove and a still neater shoe.

She has cheeks that make bitter the envious rose; She has trunks upon trunks of the costliest clothes; She has jewels that shine as the stars do at night; And she dances as Ariel dances—or might.

She knows nothing much, but she's great on the smile; Her profession is love, and she flirts all the while; She's accustomed to sitting on rocks in the glen; She is also accustomed to sitting on men.