SHE wants to go unto the shore, <br />And pack her trunk <br />With gowns no one has seen before, <br />And all such junk. <br /> <br />But I would seek some far off place <br />Where I 'm unknown, <br />And let my whiskers deck my face, <br />And be alone. <br /> <br />She sighs for parties and for teas, <br />They are her wish; <br />I merely want to take my ease <br />And loaf and fish. <br /> <br />She wants to lead a life that's grand, <br />In silken skirts; <br />I want to wear old trousers and <br />My outing shirts.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-summer-argument/
