You were all legs and lopsided grins
With careful, deliberate, jaunty steps
Those deviant, curious, nymphet eyes
And wonderful, wonderful skin
A tongue most sharp, a biting wit
A flap, a wave of your slender hand
And then roll your eyes and merely sigh
And make known your demand
Placating, you beg, you want, you need
I spoil you silly with that and more
You smirk and let live so that I might give
For know that I always agreed
Oh sweet, my sweet, my kiddopie
Where will you go, where will you fly?
Wherefore must thou increase the speed
Of poor old Father Time?
My darling, my dear, what have you done?
Your spell has entrapped me again
Your eyes and your cheeks and your legs so long
You clever and cruel little Carmen!
Oh dolly, my folly, it pains me to see
Sweet nothings work nothing, they won't let me be!
Oh princess, you know that eventually I'll go
My poppet, qu'ai-je fait de ta vie?
Precocious pet, a startling toy
Such a significant source of my joy
A craze, quite a daze, what a marvelous Haze
The things you create, the things you destroy!
Pray tell me, my lamb, are you worth all the pain?
Am I honey-eyed, starry-eyed, clinically insane?
What a pricey and rewarding child to maintain!
You fabulous, sparkling, intelligent boy
I think I should like to keep you for now
Place you on my shelf, out of mind, out of sight
A terrific, living trophy bestowed
On me by a generous sprite
Popinjay, you might think me blissfully strange
But my, what a powerful sway you had!
Lolita did never have quite such a pull
On old Hum who, as me, was not quite as mad!
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