Stephanie

Stephanie was a buttercup
Smoking menthol cigarettes
And smiling her blue eyes
At lunch for free french fries

Bless you, wherever you are hiding
Old sweet Stephanie
Blonde and blue and precious and true
So fair and there
So enrapturing, vexing:
Have mercy

Show yourself after these years I beseech
Your kindness is like the continuum
That Mesmer described in his Age.
Still pulsing in my arteries
Permeating and making wont for all there is of You in the World!