The Akron Beacon Journal, Ohio, February 14, 1922

I know how goes the quaint galosh,
The co-ed’s – they go squishety-squosh;
There ain’t a soul can make her stop
From lettin’ ‘em go k’flop, k’flop!

But now I’m on the avenoo,
Where flappers pass in smart revoo;
Their antics don’t go squosh, no chap –
They’re flappers – they go flap, flap, flap!

Let ‘em squosh. Let ‘em flap. Let ‘em play advanced auction, flick a wicked cigaret ash, eat fudge, flaunt permanent waves, and say an occasional dammit!