Man of Few Words

Now look, little beauty,
I think of it my duty
To tell you this stalemate can't last.

My liberty is fleeting
And I'm overheating.
My blood pressure's rising, but fast.

I've talked all I'm gonna
Of Buna and Gona,
I've shown you my ribbons and scars.

I've subsided taxis
From Reuben's to Maxie's.
I've taken you round to the bars.

Your curvulent chassie
Entices me lassie,
So let's not encumber the plot
With doubtful equations
And pretty evasions,
DO YOU WANNA RASSLE OR NOT?

* This bit of Shakespear came from our newspaper which is printed here in France. "The Maple Leaf". A war souvenier Darling
Love Mo