EURIPIDES

Euripides, of ancient Greece,

Excelled in things dramatic;

He could sit down and write a piece

Mild tempered or emphatic;

The dramatists of modern days —

No matter how much they write —

Can never equal Rippy's ways,

For he was quite a playwright.

When Rippy took his pen in hand

The scenes would flow like magic;

Though humor came at his command

His penchant was the tragic;

He often wrote a little speech

That was extremely pleasant —

His jests were lasting — all and each

Are still used at the present.

Euripides was serious —

He thought he had a mission.

He said, “By writing thus and thus

I'll elevate the Grecian.”

However, though he oft produced

His works in manner spurty,

He never wrote a thing to boost

The vogue of ten, twent’, thirty.

In fact, his works could have been played

In goodly style with no girls —

He never used the soubrette maid

Or based his play on show girls;

And, this for old Euripides:

In none of all his dramas

Did he observe the modern pleas

For chorus in pajamas.

Euripides was Athens’ Fitch

Or her Augustus Thomas —

It's really hard to say just which,

But he was full of promise.

It's time that Rippy had his due

And got his share of glory,

For royalties he never knew

And no press agent's story.