The Flapper
by Dorothy Parker
The Playful flapper here we see,
The fairest of the fair.
She's not what Grandma use to be,
You might say,
Au Contraire.
Her girlish ways may make a stir,
Her manners cause a scene,
But there is no more
harm in her
Than in a submarine.
She nightly
knocks for many a goal
The usual dancing men.
Her
speed is great, but her control
Is something else again.
All spotlights focus on her pranks.
All tongues
her prowess herald.
For which she well may render thanks
to God and Scott Fitzgerald.
Her Golden rule
is plain enough-
Just get them young and treat them
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Prohibition
by Franklin Pierce Adams,
New York World
"Prohibition is an awful flop.
We like it.
It can't stop what it's meant to stop.
We like it.
It's left a trail of graft and slime,
It's filled
our land with vice and crime,
It can't prohibit worth a dime,
Nevertheless we're for it."
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