Ms. Stein went to France
With her sister (lover) , seeking romance
Having much money to spent,
They had no trouble finding a friend.
The artist on the bank embraced her
For where else could they find such a lover
Who only wanted to be known
For having slept with every one!
Third rate art they thrust anew
On these sisters who knew
Nothing of talent or value
Only that they were the monied two..
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem