Half Penny Worth Philanderer

Neither am I prince, nor from the royalty

But I will make you the princess that you are

Neither am I a king or a ruler

But I will make you the queen you will always be

Neither am I a good poet or brainy bard

But you are the inspiration mightier than muse

Neither am I an aficionado of literature

But I will write a poem of ten-thousand lines for you

I am nothing but a poor man under no abode

But let's make love in the open street

That all eyes may stare at us forever

As we dance to the pleasing tune of the cold atmosphere

A church rat, are richer than me

But not shall I make your belly grumble for bellytimber

For I shall stare at thy face forever

As the cloud stares at the land

I am a pot-bellied fool with an unkempt hair

called Ogre as my father told me

But I will make you the sleeping beauty you are

The perfect Rapunzel you will always be