While the New York Mets are many things — the pride of Queens, winners of the National League East — few would consider them an aphrodisiac. And yet the Mets have inspired a great deal of romance in recent days, at least according to the following poems, each of which was found last week in the Missed Connections section of newyork.craigslist.org. The poems are reprinted verbatim, with only line and stanza breaks added; their titles are the subject headings.
Mets Game, You are Cute Red Head
You were at the game.
Cute red head.