His Lady Friend
Who is Sylvia? What is she That early every morning You desert your family And rush to see her, scorning Your once cherished ma and me? Are her playthings such a treat? I will steal 'em from her; Better that than not to meet My son and heir all summer, Save when he comes home to eat. Or is she herself the one And only real attraction? Has your little heart begun To get that sort of action? Better wait a few years, son.
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"Who is Sylvia? What is she..."
This evocative piece by Ringgold Wilmer Lardner, titled "His Lady Friend", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...