On May 23, 2002, I found the following under the file name, "Rana," dated
11:36 a m, November 4, 1993.  At first it baffled me because I couldn't
remember writing it at all.  In fact I thought it was too good to have
been written by me, and looked for an author's name at the bottom.  But
finding none, I searched my memory and my 1993 journals, and ultimately
figured out that it had to be me who wrote it, and that the two ladies in
question were the (local Chinese) daughters of Nancy Young.  Here it is:

Once puzzled by the mysteries of life,
I now have found the path from this dark wood,
Which is July and Rana both to wife,
For one without the other is NO good!

What music ever flowed from single hand?
What chord was ever struck from single strand?
What nymph yet danced to dull monotonous sound?
Tis harmony that makes the world go round!

Should I then now with single eye admire,
And adulate some spoiled turtle dove?
I need both July's strength and Rana's fire,
Four thighs, four eyes, four hips, four lips to love!

Can't two love one and one in turn love two?
If so, then surely I love BOTH of you!

O Solomon, I bless thy threefold cord!
Well hast thou spoken from thine ancient throne!
If two shall lie together, they have heat,
But how shall only one be warm alone?

Surely these two shall bring a good reward.
If one shall fall, her sister shall uphold.
But woe to her that one who falls alone!
And woe to him who one alone would hold.

Yea, if one shall prevail against me,
And think to carve my ancient bones withal,
Then surely by my July's whetted axe,
Or by my Rana's fiery sword he'll fall.

And if one think perchance to fight against me,
Then him shall BOTH my famous two withstand!
No one shall ever break our threefold bond,
Nor yet untie our splendid threefold strand.