Reply #2: "What Do I Do Now?"

[Demeter]

From Mame:



Agnes Gooch:


With my wings resolutely spread, Missis Burnside,
And my old inhibitions shed, Missis Burnside,
I did each little thing you said, Missis Burnside,
I lived! I lived! I lived!

I altered the drape of a drop of my bodice
And softened the shape of my brow;
I followed directions
And made some connections,
But what do I do now?

Who'd think this Miss Prim would have opened a window
As far as her whim would allow;
And who would suppose it was so hard to close it,
Oh, what do I do now?

I polished and I powdered and puffed myself,
If life is a banquet I stuffed myself;
I had my misgivings, but went on a field trip,
To find out what living's about.
My thanks for your training,
Now I'm not complaining,
But you left something out!

Instead of wand'ring on with my lone remorse,
I have come back home to complete the course,
Oh, what do I do now?

Missis Burnside,

I traveled to hell in my new veneer,
And look what I got as a souvenir;
But still I'll defend you
As guide and instructor,
Would I recommend you and how.
Although I was leery, I thrived on your theory,
That life can be a wow!

You said there's nothing wrong with a harmless smooch,
So I'm gonna call him Burnside Gooch,
But what do I do now?