(A story from my college days. – Owen)

She said, “You fall in love with every girl.”

I said “I know,” and “Yes, that’s probably true.”

She said, “My heart belongs to someone else.”

I sighed and said, “Well, rats. And good for you.”

I thought about it later. ‘Twas not fair
To say with every girl in love I fall;
I knew that wasn’t true, since, number one,
I was quite sure I hadn’t met them all