Lord and Lady - Poem

 

O lady of yourself

Why can't you be mine

Let it take it ourself 

And fight till it is fine

If you want it I will trim your nails

And apply those smelly scents

To your fragrant hair

So I can complement your scents

If you dare I would clean the vessels

And feed you with my mom recipes

Will also massage your feet's

As my dad would do to me

I will give a kiss every time I leave your nest

And would bring back flowers

And poems about my miss

Of you in the void of life

O lord of the house may I ask he

Why would the lady ask all when you are present

My Lord has banglows and estates of tea

And all to this lady of common and her house she represent

The Duchess Wife did has an affair that her Duke allows

In mind I relegious and do follows

You are man of mine and let you be only belong to mine as slave

Or else remember my story as tale.

O My highness pardon my words but,

Love and marriage are say both belong and a clean cut

Yet we found it as a workload of my estate, let

Me not beg you instead ask you will you marry me for the rest.