Not her

She flew in to town, and jumped -
me walking by, outside the glass
- right out her chair! and flew
To arms! To arms, and knew

I'd grab that ass

No - Not her.

She doesn't presume.
Besides, at that time, I had a girl
friend.

so the rest of this poem takes place
in an alternate universe, where
that wasn't the case, back then.

You can just imagine. Hell,

fill in the blanks!

It would all have gone just the same.
A perfect first date that went on for days, except

- me and her?

We'd have been amazed.