Song: Miss Bea Haven And The Knight Poem by Dave SmithWhite

'I call on Sir Walter. I call on Sir Wally.
How must I exhort yer to come and be jolly.
I call on Sir Walter, I beseech thee Lord Raleigh,
To burst from the ether like the comet of Halley.

I call on Sir Walter, I beseech thee Lord Raleigh.
Come hither, don't dither, and don't dilly-dally.
I call on Sir Walter; just tap if you're there.
My plea must not falter. Please answer my prayer.

Two taps for yes, one tap for no.
Two taps express you're ready to show.
Two taps addressed and you'll take control.
Walter I need you near...
Oh Walter I need you here.

I call on Sir Walter, I beseech thee Lord Raleigh,
To do what you oughta, and not shilly-shally.
I'll pray at your altar, and drink of your chalice.
I'll impale my wet body on your spirit phallus.

I call on Sir Walter. I call on Sir Wally,
To lay at my anchor and fire your best volley.
I call on Sir Walter, I beseech thee Lord Raleigh,
To draw from your holster your swift sword and rally.

Two taps for yes, one tap for no.
Two taps impress both staunch friend and foe.
Two taps - confession is good for the soul.
Walter I need you near...
Oh Walter I need you here.

I call on Sir Walter. I call on Sir Wally.
By the old Knights of Malta, I swear it's not folly.
I call on Sir Walter, I beseech thee Lord Raleigh,
To sail the dark waters of death's mystic galley.

Two taps for yes, one tap for no.
Two taps invest a corporeal glow.
A two tap caress and you'll make me whole.
Walter I need you near...
Oh Walter I need you here! '