In the ears of mine intention and heart of my affection heavier are thy words than Mike Tyson's punches: they struck my feelings hard, breakimg the chords and jaws of my passion.
Should the sis linger more in my marooned mind, who hath belittled my person and social worth?
Though i'm no Knight-- matter of fact, truly-- neither a nobleman, Miss Beauty, with riches and a badge of honour to show forth my position, eminence and prestige:
wheeling thee about in a Rolls Royce to diverse paradise of your choice;
yet deserve i no scorn of lips, high lady, even if belong nay to the gentry.