Precious young ladies with broken hearts , crying in pain , in thirty years you'll have forgotten their names , deciphering each detail of a love gone astray , click your heels and run away ! Prose and poem detailing carnal desires , repetitive babbling's , flesh afire ? Be diligent indeed with your quest for a mate , for many fools and wolves do lie in wait ! Remain pleasant yet aware , happy and focused , if he's vain at twenty he'll be hell at forty !