Calm moves, motherly concerns
Pretending sheperd, empty staff
wave your wand, dazzling turns
all in goodwill for one man's bluff
shock in supreme
lowness in bondage
loved by the cream
all but for esteem's and the beautous wall of fame
one day, attention givers drop
one night, horror prevails if it stops
for now, merry maker
pour us your wine
we are the faithful takers
of the merriment of a swine.

hell hath no fury scorned like a woman