Made to Order Smile, The
Meadow Lark, The
Memory Of Martha, The
Misty Day, A
Monk's Walk, The
Morning Song Of Love
Murdered Lover, The
My Corn-Cob Pipe
My Lady Of Castle Grand
My Little March Girl
My Love Irene
My Sort o' Man
My Sweet Brown Gal
Mystic Sea, The
When a woman looks up at you with a twist about her eyes,
And her brows are half uplifted in a nicely feigned surprise
As you breathe some pretty sentence, though she hates you all the while,
She is very apt to stun you with a made to order smile.
It's a subtle combination of a sneer and a caress,
With a dash of warmth thrown in it to relieve its iciness,
And she greets you when she meets you with that look as if a file
Had been used to fix and fashion out that made to order smile.
I confess that I'm eccentric and am not a woman's man,
For they seem to be constructed on the bunko fakir plan,
And it somehow sets me thinking that her heart is full of guile
When a woman looks up at me with a made to order smile.
Now, all maidens, young and aged, hear the lesson I would teach--
Ye who meet us in the ballroom, ye who meet us at the beach--
Pray consent to try and charm us by some other sort of wile
And relieve us from the burden of that made to order smile.