You might not wanna give me the time of day
But I've got your little image on my alter anyway
If I thought love charms and spells would work on you
Chanting in candles and incense would be all I'd ever do
When I see your politely smiling face all my well rehearsed lines vanish without a trace
How can I show you my soft and sinewy grace?
I know I could win you if I could find the time and the place
My Queen, Sweet Queen Turn my milk to cream
I can see by the look in your eyes there's more to you than this
Let me taste the honey of your kiss
My Queen, make butter from my cream
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Tuesday, July 16, 2019