The romances of Bertie Wooster
Next in the Plumtopia series on the Great Wodehouse Romances, comes this delightful poem ‘by’ Bertie Wooster on the subject of the great loves in his life. My thanks to the knowledgeable and prolific ashokbhatia for this piece.
I wonder if I should endeavor to find a true and worthy soul mate,
Who would join me in facing the harsh slings and arrows of fate.
Let me be spared of someone like Madeline who gazes moodily at stars in the sky,
While I yearn for smoked salmon, cheese and wine, or some bacon and egg fry.
Honoria Glossop would be prone to slapping the backs of guests with all her might,
Nudging me to perform goofy deeds without any consideration of my own plight.
Roberta Wickham would sashay up to the altar with much aplomb,
But each moment spent with her would be like a ticking bomb.
Pauline Stoker would exhort me to swim a mile before breakfast,
And then play five sets of tennis post-lunch, leaving me gasping and aghast.
Florence Craye would like to mould me into an intellectual cove,
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