Harry loves Myrtle--He has strong arms, from the warehouse,
And on Sunday when they take the bus to emerald meadows he doesn't say:
"What will your chastity amount to when your flesh withers in a little while?"
No,
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What I have been able to understand after repeated readings of the poem is the advice that when two love-birds go out on a picnic they must enjoy every bit of it rather than squander the opportunity on unimportant gibberish (like reading the headlines of a two-penny local paper) .