(@3Wanda Hawley, the movie star, says that the real Sheik of the desert is usually seventy and black@1) Oh, ladies who seek for a peek at a Sheik Who lives his life rudely and rawly, A Bedouin grand in the land of the sand Consider the words of Miss Hawley. "A Sheik," she reports, "is a geek who's antique, And black as a heavy cigarro, A patriarch dark, who as you may remark Is @3not@1 like young Ramon Navarro." How sad is the shock to the feminine flock To find that the Sheik in his glory Of whom writers tell is a—well, just a sell, And only exists in a story. The deep wrinkles streak the bleak cheek of the sheik Who isn't a bold young deceiver, But old as the hills. Why, he kills all the thrills This antediluvian Beaver. So ladies who yearn and who burn to discern A Sheik who's a torrid bambino, Don't roam o'er the foam but remain here at home And worship some new Valentino. You shriek for a Sheik who is sleek, young, unique? You seek, very likely, to share a Romance with a Sheik? See the films once a week But don't go away to Sahara! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILLING MISTRESS by APHRA BEHN ASOLANDO: NOW by ROBERT BROWNING THE SHEPHERD BOY'S SONG, FR. THE PILGRIM'S PROGRESS by JOHN BUNYAN THE KEEP-SAKE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE EPITAPH: FOR MY GRANDMOTHER by COUNTEE CULLEN THE PROGRESS OF POESY; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY I DID THIS FOR THEE! WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME? by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL |