She spoke of the gulls and the waters green—
But what is nature to Nicotine?
She spoke of the tides, and the Triton myth;
And said Jones was engaged to the blonde Miss Smith.
She spoke of her liking lemon on clams;
And Euclid, and parallelograms.
For her face was fair and her eyes were brown,
And she was a girl from Boston town.
And I rowed and thought—but I never said—
“Does Havana tobacco trouble your head?”