[FREDRIK:] Now, as the sweet imbecilities Tumble so lavishly Onto her lap Now, there are two possibilities A, I could ravish her B, I could nap Say It's the ravishment, then we see The option That follows, of course A The deployment of charm, or B The adoption Of physical force Now, B might arouse her But if I a**ume I trip on my trouser Leg crossing the room Her hair getting tangled Her stays getting snapped My nerves would be jangled My energy sapped Removing her clothing Would take me all day And her subsequent loathing Would turn me away Which eliminates B And which leaves us with A Now, insofar as approaching it What would be festive But have its effect? Now, there are two ways of broaching it A, the suggestive And B, the direct Say That I settle on B, to wit A charmingly Lecherous mood A I could put on my nightshirt or sit Disarmingly B, in the nude That might be effective My body's all right But not in perspective And not in the light I'm bound to be chilly And feel a buffoon But nightshirts are silly In mid-afternoon Which leaves the suggestive But how to proceed? Although she gets restive Perhaps I could read In view of her penchant For something romantic De Sade is too trenchant And Dickens too frantic And Stendhal would ruin The plan of attack As there isn't much blue in "The Red and the Black." De Maupa**ant's candour Would cause her dismay The Brontes are grander But not very gay Her taste is much blander I'm sorry to say But is Hans Christian Ander Sen ever risque? Which eliminates A Now, with my mental facilities Partially muddied And ready to snap Now, though there are possibilities Still to be studied I might as well nap Bow Though I must To adjust My original plan How Shall I sleep Half as deep As I usually can When now I still want and/or love you Now as always Now, Anne?