Armies are deployed
to oppose Miss Millington's hat.
Her spectacles cause learned men to brawl in the snow of the quad
The Monsignor admires Miss Millington's gloves
because they inspire emotions not cataloged in the regular catechism.
Mullahs and Minoans cut in to dance with her
while philatelists paste her profile onto postage stamps.
Do you know Miss Millington?
Everyone does. Everyone celebrates her.
Miss Millington drips furs and peacock feathers.
Kings offer their backs as step stools, at the door of her limousine.
She sets the style.
She has the smile that artists go mad to capture.
But what is this?
Brownie the cockeyed dog has soiled her dainty shoe!
better satisfied than all her admirers stacked together.