He Aped Her.

An impudent Barbary ape
    Once tried on a lady's new cape.
As he gave a big grin,
    The lady came in,
And--his children are still wearing crepe.

Edwin C. Ranck

Edwin C. Ranck was an American lyricist noted for his work in the early 20th century. He was a prolific writer and his lyrics were often characterized by their humor and wit. One of his standout works is the poem 'The Optimist', which reflects his positive outlook on life. Beyond that, little is known about his personal life or career. He remains a somewhat obscure figure in literary history.

Edwin C. Ranck

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