A Kissing Game

I kissed her once, I kissed her twice,

     I kissed her and I kissed her;

And when one day she were away,

     I simply kissed her sister.

Which brought it round in such a way

     I never even missed her.

But I am sorry, truth to say,

     That I was rash and kissed her;

Of course, it’s bliss to kiss and kiss

     A sister or a sister;

It’s bliss I say, when she’s away

     To kiss her pretty sister,

But when there’s two what should I do –

     (you see right here’s the twister)

Kiss her, kiss none, kiss both or one,

     Kiss her or kiss her sister?

Feb. 14, ‘97

Camb. Press

Nov. 6, ‘97