A Spring Chicken

Squab? No. Broiler? No. Those terms were all right when applied to any other Jane under 20, but she was the only one of her kind, The Spring Chicken, and because she was the sweetest, cutest... Read allSquab? No. Broiler? No. Those terms were all right when applied to any other Jane under 20, but she was the only one of her kind, The Spring Chicken, and because she was the sweetest, cutest, most distracting of her sex she could wipe her little boots on any male citizen south of... Read allSquab? No. Broiler? No. Those terms were all right when applied to any other Jane under 20, but she was the only one of her kind, The Spring Chicken, and because she was the sweetest, cutest, most distracting of her sex she could wipe her little boots on any male citizen south of Broadway and 42nd. You know the play, or, if you don't you ought to. Here it is in three ... Read all