Like breathing, here:
stepfather and lover,
making business
and keeping house,
breathing,
writing and reading.
All around the town,
boys and girls together . . .
Daisy, Daisy,
give me your answer true.
I’m half crazy
all for the love of you.
It won’t be a stylish marriage.
I can’t afford a carriage,
but you’ll look sweet
upon the seat
of a bicycle built for two.