Eff

Soul, soul, who stole the soul? A blushing kid But you're never too old I once loved a girl, met her at a dance Presented her proudly with the Flowers of romance All signs were good, I took her at her word Like thousands before me, I came with a glance Left there that night, no numbers did I get Over the next two days I schemed and I wept An army of monkeys dialing random artifacts The monkeys they failed, the number's secret was kept Told myself "you're a fool," but at my task I remained Spared no pain on those monkeys By my wit they were maimed Ran into her down south of this charming town Noted the response "haven't I seen you around?"