by NEWMAN LEVY
IT’S my very painful duly
To declare I don’t like “tutee,”
Which I came upon while reading the
Atlantic.
Though I hesitate to censor,
A “tutee of Mr. Spencer”
Is a barbarism driving me quite
frantic.
As the suitor of that beauty,
My fair wife, was she my suitee?
A thought that jars upon my soul
romantic.
Please, I pray, don’t be a cutie.
From your rooter to his rootee,
Bar “tutee” from the venerable
Atlantic.