Here is the story
Of Melody Nelson
Whom, apart from me, no one
Ever hugged on their body.
True, though it stuns
One, undoubtedly.
Oh, love, she had some,
Poor Melody Nelson,
Oh yes, of love, she had tons
But fate halted her figures:
Fourteen autumns
Fifteen summers.
An animal, so coy,
This Melody Nelson,
An adorable tom-boy,
And such a delicious child
I only knew-d
A little while !
Oh, my Melody
My Melody Nelson
You, lovely little moron,
You were the sine qua non
Condition
For my Reason.