• Thy two-legged beast
    Whom Steal all that I am
    I, source of thy feasts
    Please oh dear M’am

    My children you see
    Are taken everyday
    You know not how that be
    Ma Cherie now forever lay

    Now you naïve see me
    For many say I am beauty
    Death sayith I, and be
    Not you hath a duty

    For you one I give
    Tell your kin of love
    T’wards I who live
    Now fly my enlightened dove