Letitia has a large one, and so does cousin Luce,
Eliza has a small one, though large enough for use.
Beneath a soft and glossy curl, each lass has one in front;
To find it in an elephant, at the tail you must hunt.
Lovers know its bliss quite well; harlots its use apply
Without it, love is but a sound, and even life would die.
Now, tell me that of which I speak, but pause before you guess it:
If you are mother, maid, or man, I swear you don't possess it.