May I assume your ladyship waits <br />To be serviced before high noon? <br />If we off and toddle to bed right now <br />You may conclude your lust quite soon <br /> <br />Do I infer my Noble Sir <br />That ye seek companionship now? <br />Is it me ye seek to share your bed <br />Or wud it suffice a cow? <br /> <br />May I presume my dear madame <br />Your chatty lugubrious prattle <br />Betrays your lonely look of love <br />And desire to be my chattel? <br /> <br />Sir, your ubiquitous pomp and puffery <br />Could lay waste to my haste today <br />You'll be left with a swell in yur britches <br />A considerable price to pay <br /> <br />Madame, I now deduce that very soon <br />You may kick me in the shin <br />And kindly find me a big buffoon <br />Your company for me to win <br /> <br />I do presume Sir Buffoon <br />That you have won me square <br />I'll climb the stairs and take off my clothes <br />You will find me there<br /><br />Ray Andrews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lust-of-olde-i/
