Go ahead, darling, show your ponies

I know that your dark horse will canter.

I may draw the curtains close

But I will certainly be waiting.

I will put the Earl Grey on,

Lace it with some honey.

Boy, won’t we have some fun

With you sitting at my pantry.

You will play the duchess

And I will play the king,

Although all of my powers are

Stolen by the neighboring kingdom.

Regardless, you wanted to soothe me

Then led me out to the firing range.

But the targets got disheveled

And you marched on to bows and arrows.

Isn’t it all just darling

What could possibly be wrong

When there are picnic blankets strewn about

And the hummingbirds sweet song?