Adieu

Adieu.
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Goodby, dainty peekaboo!
Guess it’s twenty-three for you.
Yet, this much I will avow,
Speaking boldly, here and now,
You have played a happy role,
Giving pleasure, as a whole,
Both to.maids who wore you and
Many men throughout the land,
Poets, too, have sung to you.
Ventilated peekaboo,
Paragraphers had their say,
Waxing pertinent and gay,
Pouting preachers, here and there,
Spoke harsh words as if you care!
You were talked, both up and down,
Winning fame and great renown.
You were honored by the bugs,
You were proved a golden theme,
Half a garment, half a dream,
Waking envy in the mind
Of us wilting human kind,
Wreaking havoc in men’s hearts,
Who observed by fits and starts,
Stirring up a deal of bliss
That a fellow couldn’t miss.
Yet, the season’s changed, and so
Now it’s time for you to go,
On your way, but promise to
Come again, sweet peekaboo,
-Birmingham Age-Herald.