Fashion plates are dainty dishes Whence the ladies eat. What's upon 'em? Eggs and fishes? Solid bread and meat? No! the plates are heaped with folly, Indigestion's ills, Empty trifles of a dolly, Yes -- and bills! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAGDALEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STREET-CRIES: 2. THE SHIP OF EARTH by SIDNEY LANIER STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 1. SEATTLE by CLARENCE MAJOR SIGNATURE OF LOVE by KAREN SWENSON |