In reply to Mrs Minoprio's trousers, recently worn in an English golf tournament, Mr Morrison, an ex-Cambridge triple-blue, at the Royal Worlington Golf Club this week turned up in a skirt.
Would you be much impressed, my dear, Now you've adopted shorts, If males like me came dressed, my dear, In skirts, to divers sports? With gussets, flares and pleats and things Like that, we'd give our fancy wings To grace the links and courts. You should not worry very much, Since male attire you choose, If, with a chic Parisian touch And taste in cut and hues, We garbed ourselves, from neck to knees, In crepe de chine or "summer breeze" Of pretty pinks and blues. Would frills and flounces seem absurd Upon the manly form? I don't see why, upon my word, Such gads, should raise a storm Of ridicule. And, if they do, Scorn coming from one garbed like you Is really rather warm. Think the position out, my dear, And be consistent, please. And, while you dash about, my dear, In pants shorn to the knees, You're drawing from the normal male The same loud laugh with which you'd hail A man in fripperies.
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