(The girl in the Lending Library) You leaned your head On the bookshelf And I saw your perpendicular eyes, Like the sword at Orion's Belt, Swing from a Lending Library shelf Under Orion I was born, Viva-la for Nora Criona! And not under Capricorn Or fettered Andromeda. You leaned your head And the dust covers Came to life and the blurb Told of starry lovers Wonderful or suberb. [sic] Under Orion I was born, Viva-la for Nora Criona! Taurus trembles, hoof and horn, Thus to see you.