Beach Party (verse)
Hall, Amanda Benjamin
296 THE COMMONWEAL July 17, 1929 Beach Party Note how the very waves recede In deference to Uncle Mead, A man who holds all things in thrall, So puissant and abdominal! Amelia, who could...
...Young Phillip, born the family terror, Would blush to be caught not in error— The scapegrace of his home and school...
...Dismayed to find each old law broken, And ladies' figures so outspoken, Poor, modest Grandma sits and frets, Her mind still clothed in pantalettes...
...Amelia, who could never swim, Plays solitaire along the rim, Far more at ease when she's adorning Her tepid bath at night or morning...
...Then beachward rush in dripping togs And shake themselves like friendly dogs...
...But watch him swim, the splendid fool...
...The little, leggy nephews paddle The way a frog does from the saddle...
...Theophilus, a kind of vulture Who eats the entrails out of culture, Now makes precarious descent Into an unknown element...
...Amanda Benjamin Hall...
...But lovely Kay achieves the raft, A school of keen admirers aft, As porpoises with rise and dip Pursue a tidbit from a ship...
Vol. 10 • July 1929 • No. 11
