IT’S PLAY TIME ..
My Mistress has flashing eyes,
My Mistress has silken thighs.
Italian blood is in her veins;
When she’s angry my courage wanes.
Her Irish fire makes me warm
And I love her shapely form.
Heaven’s happiness is not as much
As when she lets me her hand to touch.
To her shoulders her tresses flow;
I worship her more than she can know.
By nature she’s commanding,
But shows she kindness without demanding.
In stature she’s imperious;
My love for her is not mysterious
No-one else could understand
How carefully my life is planned
To serve and please my Mistress dear
That is all my purpose here
Gabriella is her lovely name
To be owned by her, my only aim