With some one you know very well,
Remember ’tis harmless to laugh and to talk,
Or sweet little stories to tell.
But oh, have a care, girls, and heed me, I pray,
For what I would counsel is this—
Refuse, though his hair curls, and promptly this say:
I’m getting, sir, too big to kiss.
Oh, no, no, no, no, sir! Allow me to pass;
Oh, no, sir, ’tis more than I dare:
That game’s out of fashion (I’m sorry, alas!)