Ala jeune et Johnny blue
Had a dream like lover's do.
Ala jeune l-u-v ballet,
Sweet plie et relevez.
"Let's play checkers"
Said the Queen,
Few and far and inbetweens,
The biting wind,
The freezing bones,
The dream to "wing it"
On her own...
But if he threatened,
bu*t and ashes,
Taking her for midnight crashes,
What "a sorry face" she'd wear,
What a freakin'
C-o-c-k-s-u-r-e ba*tard!