Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHAT EVERY GIRL KNOWS, by NATHALIA CRANE First Line: In my bedroom, in my boudoir Last Line: In the ten cent store. Subject(s): Shopping; Youth | ||||||||
IN my bedroom, in my boudoir, There's a box I ope no more; It is packed with all my treasures From the ten cent store. Saturday, a longing seizes Grips me so I scarce can speak, And I ask for my allowance, Mostly thirty cents a week. Then I call on Margie Lynam, And we hasten from the door; And we go inspecting counters In the ten cent store. We get flushed most every visit When we lay our money down; There are no expert advisors Mr. Woolworth's out of town. Homeward, purchases we carry, And examine them with care; Then we pile them in the play-box, And we always leave them there. Riches never will be ours, We have said it o'er and o'er, Till they make things all "One Dollar" In the ten cent store. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE WARS by ROBERT HASS THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES ALONG WITH YOUTH by ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE BLACK RIVIERA by MARK JARMAN |
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