‘Jump off that balcony, my pet!’
Said Juliet to Romeo:
‘What’s waiting for me there below?’
Said Romeo to Juliet:
‘What you desire, you shall get!’
Said Juliet to Romeo:
‘Ok, I’m jumping! Here we go!’
Said Romeo to Juliet:
‘You’ll land upon my head, I bet!’
Said Juliet to Romeo:
‘No, I’ll be landing on your toe!’
Said Romeo to Juliet:
‘No, on my head! My mind is set!’
Said Juliet to Romeo:
‘My heart’s aflutter and aglow!’
Said Romeo to Juliet:
‘I think you are a trifle wet!’
Said Juliet to Romeo:
‘I fear I’ve knocked you out, my beau!’
Said Romeo to Juliet:
‘. . . . . . . . . . . . .'
Said Juliet to Romeo:
‘You’re out stone cold. Where shall I go?’
She left the stage. Oh, what a chance
to flee the prison of romance!
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Now, tell the story, if you please,
of Abelard and Héloïse,
of Ferdinand and Isabella,
that Spanish princess and her fella,
King Arthur and his Guinevere,
who held Sir Lancelot so dear,
Napoleon and Josephine,
whose love life bordered the obscene,
of Richard Burton and Liz Taylor,
he tried time and again to nail her,
of Antony and Cleopatra,
et cetera, et cetera . . .
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