"The Poem's Declaration " 1973: poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

Emma you said you'd type me up for Mike
You said you'd date him once you got the time
Emma, I thought that he you said you liked
Emma, he'd call you if he had the dime

Emma, you grinned and called him very sweet
You gave him overtures he swooned to take
Emma, your parents gave you time to meet
Many guys - Do you think Mike's on the make?

Emma, Mike's real, he wants you for himself
You could have told him about your "fling" with Joe
He knows you like him, yet you act so strange
You know you're making him feel very very low

Emma, what more can yet be said
Emma, Mike's jam is placed upon your bread
Emma, what do you think when you climb in bed
Emma, is this your plan to stomp love dead?