Life — November 18, 1926 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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Life A GIRL’S HEAD TO Dear girl Dear . of mine, thyhair girl of mine, | is like the Summer, thy hair is like SO Soft, so sweet, so pleasant the flowers, so , to my touch; I always was plumb rich, so exabisite dippy over such. I love you, dear, you against my lips, really are a hummer. If love were dumb Tike luscious gold I'd keep On getting dumber. That’s howl love spun out in fairy you, dear, but not how much, Should [tell all strips.Why, dear, I'd rate the booby-hutch and then I'd lose you to I just could chew some darned newcomer. Such precious hair! So silken the stuff for hours. and so blest! I know its roguish magic in my dreams (the cat What though the was up here sleeping on my c! se) How fine and irresistible sky be all smear- it seems! (I never would in all this world have guessed how ed up with showers? much you owe to permanents and creams.) Dear girl of mine, Thy captivating thy hair is sheer perfection, so fresh, so fair, so ravishing and mane with sunlight bright; so captivating, dear, so Full of light, my heart is up- drips, and thus side-down with genuflection. If I’m all wrong I'l] bow to your correc: [hold it in my tion, but you're too modest, dear; I kzow Tm right in every line and finger tips; I'll word that I recite. You see, I wrote the book in this connection. take it as the best Such pleasing hair! So bonny, so benign, so absolutely right in of wedding dowers, tone and form, that mop of yours, sweetheart, is just divine. Why Such comely hair! all these words of love that surge and swarm if [ don’t think Dear Entrancing as your dome a supershrine? Huh? I'm not ranting just tokeepme girl of the breeze car- warm. Dear girl Of mine, thy hair is like the singing of mine,thy essing gently some clear brook play-dancing down a glen and flinging face is oh! some far sunlight every now and then, its sparkling waves with so pretty; the southern happy laughter ringing. All this is onthe level, throne of beauty; isle,that dear, and I'm not stringing, mine isanab- dimpled, winsome, sweet. threads solutely truthful pen. Youthink I’d Its lines are so symmetrical and its velvet spill this stuff to any wren? geat; the fairest in our large and grow. magic There's truth in every drop of city, I'll tell the universe that reads through ink I'm slinging. Enchanting myditty. What Enough thy nose i mussy-the trees hair! Incomparably right! in the heat; the re open thy, lips £00 -2nd brings Its luring, subtle gla- nearly meat? J know the drug stose’s closed, dear dreams mor has me hypped. and more’s the pity. A pleasing £ace$ When- to ravish and I dream about it ev- e’er I see its smile my spirit soars eh wings beguile. (Sit’ ay blessed night. of pure delight. A face of such eXtxaordinary quiet, dear! (What’s this I hear style, with eyes so wonderful, so dreamy bright, You twist about peroxide dipt? and lips that I could kiss mile after mile. and make They say that lack-, (why is it when I kiss I want to bite?) Dear me sneeze. ing that your hair's girl of mine, thy face is like a jewel; a Your tres a sight. Crabap- priceless pearl is every priceless tooth! ses itch my plesauce! I don’t Thy face is radiant with the glow of nose and believe I’m_ truth; my soul's aglow with fire and you're cramp my gypped.) the fuel. You're kinda mean at times but style.) never cruel, so full of all the sorcery of youth; I'll spill the word you're absolutely couth! I'll get you yet, by thefe or heck or duel. entle and so dear! A-charming face! So 3 Delightful lips! Bewitching,velvet skin! The best in all this worlds not one compeer. Your smile’s a sme, sweet heart, the rest just grinw I'll kiss thy smiling lips right now and here and chuck my darling underneath her chin- comicbooks.com