Let you hold in mind, girls, that your beauty must pass Like a lovely white clover that rusts with its grass. Keep your bottoms off barstools and marry you young Or be left--an old barrel with many a bung. — X. J. Kennedy Copy Share Image
On solemn asses fall plush sinecures, So keep a straight face and sit tight on yours. — X. J. Kennedy Copy Share Image
Let you hold in mind, girls, that your beauty must pass Like a lovely white clover that rusts with its grass. Keep your bottoms… — X. J. Kennedy Copy Share Image
In thigh-high yellow leather boots Plump Saphonisba strides. Too bad that, just to hide her calves, Two calves have lost their hides. — X. J. Kennedy Copy Share Image
Poetry is probably the one field of writing in which it is a mistake to try to psych out editors. In fact, specific marketing… — X. J. Kennedy Copy Share Image
