9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for July 31, 1994
Transcript:
"the flowers appear on the earth: the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.... amos: "stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love!" Edda: who is it this time? amos: "she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun..." amos: and she has the cutest nose.... woman: Excuse me, have you been watching me? amos: uh, yes. woman: then get this, brillo brain..if you don't stop, I'm gonna tear out your miserable entrails, and use them to jump rope! edda: You're right, she does have the cutest nose.