I took up the name and nature of SIR PET
As a pet I had no reason to win this quest
So I met this sweet soft vessel
With sweet soft words to sell
She got her wisdom
And I got my wisdom
It was a gamble
A game for one to fumble
She did, she mumbled
And I doubled
Yes, I doubled my pain
Yet I bathed in the rain
I got the crown on my shoulder
And her head bowing to my feet
She's a kisser close to my seat
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