ISADORA DUNCAN
by Andrew Vasey 'Isadora, my dear,' her mother once said, 'Since dancing is what you do best, Then dance all you will, but don't catch a chill, Make sure that you're wearing a vest.' You're a legend, Miss D., for your passion for life, And men to your door beat a path, But your mother would say, "Isadora, it's cold - So always remember your scarf." "Isadora, my dear," her mother once said, "I don't mind that you take all those lovers, So bed all you will, but don't catch a chill - Make sure you stay under the covers." You're a legend, Miss D., for your communist views, You never did things by a half, But your mother would say, "Isadora, it's cold - So always remember your scarf." "Isadora, my dear, your atheist views Are sure to consign you to Hell. Believe what you will, but don't catch a chill - Make sure you wrap up really well." You're a legend, Miss D., for your life of excess, But now we must stifle a laugh, For your mother's advice proved no good in the end: "Always remember your scarf."
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