"March of the Flowers" by Westward Ho

             (The FLOWERS march voraciously, destroying all in their path.)

            END OF “MARCH OF THE FLOWERS.”

"Elocution of the Flowers" by Westward Ho

                        After a poem---by Racine, I think.  No, Ronsard.  (I looked it up.) 
                        Translated by somebody.

THE OROTUND

And, vaguely, like the flowers, your beauties are so slim.  The slenderness of stems thus leads to orotuning hymns.

CHORUS OF FLOWERS

Was there art?  Was there art?

THE OROTUND

The flowers gently call.

CHORUS OF FLOWERS

Was there art?

THE OROTUND

Can art disturb a thing so small?

            THE END.