I got a book the other day And it thrilled me from head to toe But this book is made to order It's what ever girl should know so... I put away my knitting To read it in a sitting The mailman had told me The book wouldn't hold me Until page fifty four The papers seemed to thicken My reading seemed to quicken My thumb was burning From turning the pages Until page fifty four I found fifty so nifty Fifty one was a treat to the eye I know the score by fifty four And then watch the pages fly by Though amber is the fashion This book aroused my passion It thrilled me and chilled me The suspense darn near killed me Until page fifty four I've read books about history From King Arthur to Wittington's cat Of Caesar's grasp on Cleo's arm Though I can talk plainer than that I'm right on fifty four now There is no more to know now But alas and alack The book went back And I got no luck Cause I got the wrong catalog from Sears Robuck