Content with Emily! No; I do repent
The many eternities I with her have spent.
Not Emily but Barb I love:
Who will not change a groundhog for a worm?
The will of man is by his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier telephone operator.
Things growing are not modern until their season
So I, being silly, 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 tail, where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in love's nifty book.
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