IT worries me to beat the band To hear folks say our lives is grand; Wish they'd try some one-night stand. Ain't it awful, Mabel? Nothin' ever seems to suit -- The manager's an awful brute; Spend our lives jest lookin' cute. Ain't it awful, Mabel? Met a boy last Tuesday night, Was spendin' money left and right -- Me, gee! I couldn't eat a bite! Ain't it awful, Mabel? Then I met another guy -- Hungry! well, I thought I'd die! But I couldn't make him buy. Ain't it awful, Mabel? Lots of men has called me dear, Said without me life was drear, But men is all so unsincere! Ain't it awful, Mabel? I tell you, life is mighty hard. I've had proposals by the yard -- Some of 'em would 'a had me starred. Ain't it awful, Mabel? Remember that sealskin sacque of mine? When I got it, look'd awful fine -- I found out it was a shine. Ain't it awful, Mabel? Prima donna's sore on me; My roses had her up a tree -- I jest told her to "twenty-three." Ain't it awful, Mabel? My dear, she went right out and wired The New York office to have me "fired"; But say! 'twas the author had me hired. Ain't it awful, Mabel? I think hotels is awful mean, Jim and me put out of room sixteen -- An' we was only readin' Laura Jean, Ain't it awful, Mabel? The way folks talk about us too; For the smallest thing we do -- 'Nuff to make a girl feel blue. Ain't it awful, Mabel? My Gawd! is that the overture? I never will be on, I'm sure -- The things us actresses endure, Ain't it awful, Mabel? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ORANGE PICKER by DAVID IGNATOW THE CORNUCOPIA OF RED AND GREEN COMFITS by AMY LOWELL |