Merry Pranks

Won’t you involve yourself in merry pranks
To prove you’re just a regular right guy?
Instead, you sit there like a lump and sigh
Like lovelorn women on the riverbanks,
Deciding when to throw themselves in. Cranks!
You can’t be — nobody is — quite that shy,
Quite so hopeless. Grab that girl slipping by,
Give her a kiss, bring her along, give thanks

You’ve got some balls. Or haven’t you? What’s there,
There in your chest? A heart, or something less?
These merry pranks are something we confess
To prove our manliness, how we don’t care
What people think of us. We always dare
Anything. There’s nobody to impress.