O That Rascal with his Tassels

O that rascal with his tassels,
his garnishery and frilly finery
O, curse the flouncery of his filigree,
O, that rascal and his tassels.

He wooed dear Gladys with his foppery;
with sly coxcomb pompery
he flirted his ruffling tassels;
with brazen foofaraw doodaddery
he pawned on my Gladys castles.

With eyelash tassel moonery
that tasseled buffoonery
beguiled the ditzy heart
of her giggly giddy tart.

O, how I curse with hassles
that rascal with his tassels.

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