I get some confirmation from the local library information lady
that maybe I could kiss her,
I left five minutes past but blast it how I miss her,how I long for her to stamp my books with her good looks and..
.. aw shucks I better get on over there I cannot bear not seeing her.
I'll pretend I need to lend, for at the very least a week, the Dictionnaire philosophique and if
Voltaire should float her boat
I shall lay my coat down as a bed and
together we'll be both
well read.