I kissed you once,
And left in half an hour
Without kissing you again:
You have perfumed yourself with sandalwood,
And also, you had been eating fried onions
I like sandalwood,
And I like onions, too,
In their place;
But I simply couldn't stand the mixture!
This reads like something that CAS must have dashed off rather quickly following a meeting with a friend (or lover?). It's no surprise that he chose not to publish this one, since it feels very casual and personal; the sort of thing that was never meant for public consumption.