Early 20th century, 5" wide 13.5" x 10.5" opening
Every frame tells a story, and this one is mine, Conceived over a martini, into the privileged life, divine, A product of the Gilded Age, born to be progressive, Penthouses, roof gardens, what soirees I've attended Designed amongst and for 'dear, dear' friends, I held a portrait for Abbott Thayer, And a bas-relief, for Augustus Saint-Gaudens Yes, I've hung high art in high society, Amidst the highest of brows, Overheard gossip about a murder, But the trial of the century, I dare not arouse From the upper echelons to the Upper East Side, Your acquaintance I await at Lowy, Care for a high ball when you arrive?
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