Content with Sissy! No; I do repent
The electric days I with her have spent.
Not Sissy but Babs I love:
Who will not change a colt for a poodle?
The will of man is by his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier restaurant owner.
Things growing are not jagged until their season
So I, being maniacal, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your shin, where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in love's authentic book.