Your ladyship is far too kind
Your charms do so distract my mind.
For You have poise, authority
And beauteous muliebrity,
A voice that lends my spirit wings
Drives from my mind all other things
Except the urge to swiftly do
Whatever I am bidden to.
To serve You well is all I ask
No matter what the given task
To be Your servant, plaything, toy
It fills my heart and soul with joy,
And not for kingdoms would I trade
The privilege to be Your maid.
