From Mr. Deeds
[Deeds' poem is printed on greeting cards all over the state
"Hard to breathe / Feels like floating..."
"So full of love my heart's exploding..."
[stroking a beautiful woman
] "Mouth is dry / Hands are shaking..."
[seated next to Kitty on a bench
] "My heart is yours for the taking..."
Nazo, the Italian Delivery Man
[stroking a cat
] "Acting weird / Not myself..."
"Dancing around like the Keebler elf..."
"Finally time / for this poor schlubb / To know how it feels to fall in lub."