Change Of Moods Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

The grocer usually avoids,
he does not treasure arguments.
Though yesterday he spoke,
what has, dear Sir happened to you?
You were marked down inside my book
as Groucho, someone to avoid.
Now little ladies run to get behind you
in the queue, could it be pheromones?
They say that kumquats, also watermelons
will boost and make you smell devine,
it seems to give you smiles and laughs
and have you tell good jokes,
if I were ingorant in matters of the heart
I'd say, it could be love.