Afternoon, as he strode to his place
He met a pretty young woman
In her solitude, searching for a love novice
Desperately searching, she badly need one

In her fetching, he seemed to follow her bait
She looked back at him and smiled
He caught up with her in a moment
Ignorant of her bait, he was hooked

She asked him if he needed a company
He looked at her and said he was not a celibate
She smiled thinking she had found a companion
He smiled and said, “I’m not looking for one as yet”

She looked at him and said. “You are a fool”
He smiled and said, “better than to fool”