Like honey upon wholewheat toast
was the color of her eyes and her hair
and such indeed was her loveliness
that none its like was to be found
in Nineteen Sixty-Nine nor for many
a comparatively dismal season thereafter.
no lesser beauty did Danny Bananas
dare declare himself, asking if she
might care to step out in his company:
and from the moment she accepted
their destinies held the nectarine promise
of proving sweetly mutual.
that moment too did La Belle Debbie
beckon Danny Bananas ever nearer
to her dreams of a whiteknightly movement
towards a Golden Aquarian Age
filled brimful with infinite peace
and biodegradable grape-boycott.