Nora Criona

(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.