A is an Angel of blushing eighteen: <br />B is the Ball where the Angel was seen: <br />C is her Chaperone, who cheated at cards: <br />D is the Deuxtemps, with Frank of the Guards: <br />E is the Eye which those dark lashes cover: <br />F is the Fan it peeped wickedly over: <br />G is the Glove of superlative kid: <br />H is the Hand which it spitefully hid: <br />I is the Ice which spent nature demanded: <br />J is the Juvenile who hurried to hand it: <br />K is the Kerchief, a rare work of art: <br />L is the Lace which composed the chief part. <br />M is the old Maid who watch'd the girls dance: <br />N is the Nose she turned up at each glance: <br />O is the Olga (just then in its prime): <br />P is the Partner who wouldn't keep time: <br />Q 's a Quadrille, put instead of the Lancers: <br />R the Remonstrances made by the dancers: <br />S is the Supper, where all went in pairs: <br />T is the Twaddle they talked on the stairs: <br />U is the Uncle who 'thought we'd be going': <br />V is the Voice which his niece replied 'No' in: <br />W is the Waiter, who sat up till eight: <br />X is his Exit, not rigidly straight: <br />Y is a Yawning fit caused by the Ball: <br />Z stands for Zero, or nothing at all.<br /><br />Charles Stuart Calverley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-b-c-5/
