Le Chemin De Fer - With Apologies To Edouard Manet

Victorine, with your back to the fence, A sleeping puppy and a book in your lap, Looking respectable, prim and demure. Is that what they call a shirtwaist dress? I wouldn’t know, but the last time I saw you, You wore nothing but slippers, a gold bracelet, And a ribbon around your neck. You’ve not aged a day. I wish you well And hope the scandal you stirred Was worth the price of immortality, Or at least a few month’s rent.