I once knew a girl named Joan
And one day she threw me a bone.
She was pretty and fair
And had long blonde hair.
When I kissed her she made sweet moan.
First I didn't know just what to do
As I couldn't follow through.
I couldn't fill the bill
As I was over the hill
Then I took that pill so blue.
Then I was able to take a stand
As she led me by the hand.
Everything turned out alright
As we made out through the night.
Ain't modern chemistry grand!
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