She has just 'put her gown on' at Girton, She is learned in Latin and Greek,But lawn tennis she plays with a skirt on That the prudish remark with a shriek.In her accents, perhaps, she is weak (Ladies are, one observes with a sigh),And in Algebra -- there she's unique, But her forte's to evaluate [p].
She can talk about putting a 'spirt on' (I admit, an unmaidenly freak),And she dearly delighteth to flirt on A punt in some shadowy creek.Should her bark, by mischance, spring a leak, She can swim as a swallow can fly;She can fence, she can putt with a cleek, But her forte's to evaluate [p].
She has lectured on Scopas and Myrton,Coins, vases, mosaics, the antique,Old tiles with the secular dirt on, Old marbles with noses to seek.And her Cobet she quotes by the week, And she's written on [kev] and on [kai],And her service is swift and oblique, But her forte's to evaluate [p].
ENVOY"|label="envoy And her eyes are as blue as the sky,And I'd speak, had I courage to speak, But -- her forte's to evaluate [p]
