Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-08
FIFTEEN

We are going to have a treat to-
day. girls. something quite different
from anything else Five-Fffteen has
ever enjoyed. 1t will be a boat ride
out around the Hook and back. Such
a hot, lazy day nothing could be
nicer than a little party of that
sort, could it?
So bring along a little sweater
and your kodak, and a few sand
witches and some fruit, and the party
will be off.
While we are sailing along over
these friendly pale green waves, we
shall expect some sort of lyric out
burst from each girl of the Five
Fifteen party. So when you feel
poetry yelling up within you, don't
try to squash 1t down again. Let
us have it as your contribution to
the Voyage of Verse.
Ted and Mabel both say that they
have been writing so lengthily to
that they are going to keep quiet IN
til all the others have spoken. We
shall not take that as a threat, girls.
but rather as an indication of your
retiring natures. But don't be toe
hasty about retiring. We shall ex-
pect your gems, too.
All right. Peggy, 1 can see you are
ready. Out with it!
20, why does one live on the land,
When she can sail on the sea, blue
and grand?
A sturdy old craft,
The whole world fore and aft,
And the milk, meat and vegetables
canned"
There's the simple life. girls. 1t
has vast possibilities, hasn't it?
Especially in the simpliied house
keeping line. Keep that on file,
Peggy. That's worth having for
future reference.
Patricia, is yours ready?
ITS better to live on the land
And look out at the ocean instead.
It's the commonplace duties of life
That make people happy, I've read.
If there's something big to uplift.
When ones tired of the everyday
grind,
Like the wonder of ocean and sky.
It's a shrine for her earth-weary
mind.
So, sail out, little ship to the sky,
Today will be perfect, I'll say.
| Well find the place Where the Blue
begins',-
And tomorrow's another day."
That's the spirit, Patricia. hooray!
Henriette, will you be next? Yours
Is not original? It's one of your
mothers first compositions? Well,
let's hear 1t. You know our let
tiers about your mother and her col
lege reunion have left a deep i'm
preston on us all. We shall love
to hear anything of hers, and will
count it on your score.
THE Mermaid and the Cuttlefish.
% goodness mel the mermaid cried,
As she bit upon a tack,
To catch some fish so hard l tried,
And now four teeth 1 lack!
A bicuspid, a molar too,
And two incisors white!
Now anyone car plainly e
That / no more can bite!
A cuttlefish with flashing fins
Swan through the water dark.
Accept this gift of pearls he said.
L bought them from a shark
She scorned the gift with deer
disdain,
And to the donor said,
I would not wear such shopworn
things
A IN my head
The cuttlefsh retired in woe.
The mermaid she did flush.
But evermore she had to live
On jellyfish and mush."
Publications. to Henriette's mother,
girls, That's a truly wonderful bal
lad. 1 was hoping w should get
something before long about a mer-
maid. Does that suggest another,
Gretchen of Metuchen?
How 1 long to be a mermaid
With Jewels cleaning in my long,
gold hair!
I'd have a sheath of ~glistening scales,
A pale green seaweed scarf Ia
wear.
I'd glide along the silver sand,
The playmate of both shark and
snail;
And yet I'd hate. dear Mary Co.,
To have my motive power a tail!
A mermaid cannot dance, You know
cot course. it's nice not to have
much on
And swim go gaily in the SEAL
I'll stay, I guess. G. of Metuchen.'
You are brave, Gretchen. to at
tempt to put YOU rather unpoetic
(though Delightfully."- name into
rhyme. 1t almost scans. Never
mind if it doesn't quite. We have
to allow a little latitude of verse;
form in these impromptu poems.
Your turn, little sister Muriel:
ssI want m the aouarium one law. |