I used to not believe
in love at first sight;
then it happened to me
Once upon the other night.
I came to purchase a
dish rack for my dorm
and was just on my way
to check out and leave the store
when accross a short space
appeared my ideal,
possessing every grace.
"Please be mine." was my appeal.
Fireworks of color
filled my focused sight.
This love of mine was full,
yet it made my heart so light.
Walking quickly forward,
I hoped this love's
life would not be short.
It, I would possess!
Then we were face to face
I felt a caress
and full of lovesick haste,
swore that together we would be best.
I and that for which I pined
had come to that time:
It's just four, ninety-nine!
And so the scarf was mine.