ZUT ALORS! It is time again for a riddling perfume bottle to sing you a little song! Who can it be this time? Kudos to the first to guess correctly:
I’m the best of a lot of second rate spinoffs
from a first-rate perfume house, I guess that’s the tradeoff
when the bee-bottle people must needs pay the bills;
they must create potions that give girls sweet chills
of delight when they spritz my citrus elixir.
They’ll think; it’s like breakfast, or perhaps in a mixer
for cocktails, that juice, so sour and so ruby.
That’s me indeed; I’m the fruit with the mostest,
acidic and pulpy, I please every hostess--
on her skin, in her belly, it is all the same.
By now I imagine you have guessed my name.
If not, I’ll give you another sweet hint:
I come in a bottle with a netting of glints
of gold so special you’ll shell out the lucre
for me though I’m named for a medieval genre
of literature distinctly au passé now.
You’ve guessed me, I’m sure, so I’ll take a bow
and exit the scene to watch this full moon.
My name: _____________________!
Fernand Khnopff, “The Sphinx” or “The Caresses”, in Musée Royaux des Beaux-Arts, courtesy of The Yorck Project: 10.000 Meisterwerke der Malerei. DVD-ROM, 2002. ISBN 3936122202. Distributed by DIRECTMEDIA Publishing GmbH.