Oh come along my darling, past all the beggars snarling
And it shall not cost a farthing, if you listen now to me
Rap the gate and whisper “Dearest, it is I, thy friend, who nearest
Whom thou bid Now do not fearest, I have come to call on thee”
I shall ope’ the gate so fleetly, and shall smile to you so sweetly
And my dear shall enter neatly, you that rapped against my gate
We shall walk the hall decked finely, “Oh, say is this all thine?” We
Our hands shall intertwine, free of thought and free of fate
But see, the paint is peeling, and the lights upon the ceiling
And the servants you see kneeling, why, they are not there at all
The carpet stained and muddy, and the furniture all bloody
Why the very floor is ruddy, there is gore upon the wall
“Oh my darling, this is frightful, say must we spend the night?” Full
of fear, thy voice delightful wavers, shaken to the core
But you notice I’m not speaking, though my snake-like smile is leaking
and your boots are now a-squeaking, as they rush upon the floor
As my skirts catch in the remnants, of my dearest former tenants
And you realize that from hence, you’ll never exit o’er
“Stay the night, my sweet and clever? No, for now I’ve caught your tether
“Oh my dearest, thou shalt never, be departing evermore.”
