To whoever it was (I accidentally erased the message) who identified
Cole Porter as the author of that "Babes in the Wood" parody, thanks. 
My sister used to sing it, having learned it at Bennington College in
the late thirties,  I always thought that was  "Two Little Babes in the
Wood." Oh well. . . . But the nice part is that there was a second
stanza:

They were lying there in the forest air
When suddenly there appeared
A rich old man in a big sedan 
And a very very fancy beard,
And he saw those girls and cheered!
So he took them down to New York town
And covered them with useful things
Such as Paris frocks and silken socks
And oriental pearls on strings!
     Now those two little babes in the wood
     Are the talk of the whole neighborhood,
     For it's too many cars, too many clothes,
     Too many parties and too many beaus.
     And they've found that the fountain of youth
     Is a mixture of gin and vermouth
     And the whole town agrees that the last word in speed
     Are those two little babes in the wood!

I wonder did Cole Porter write that, too, or, as I've always innocently
believed, did one of Ruth's Bennington friends make it up?  I'll opt
for the latter, until someone heartlessly disabuses me.  Whatever, have
fun. It sings real good at a party.

Sandy
  


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