\"Why doest thou bother thy pretty head?\"
Said He
\"Just count on me instead.
Bring thy sisters, come play with me
And I\'ll take care of them and thee,
Yes, I\'ll take care of all three.
\"Good sir, why would you offer this?\"
Said she
With pouting lips to kiss.
\"The very thought could bring such bliss,
But sir, I feel there\'s something amiss.
Good sir, what could it be?\"
\"Amiss? Sweet lass, don\'t trouble thy mind.
Come play and leave all doubts behind.
There\'s nothing here but pleasure to find
For me and all of thee.\"
So Peace and Love and Common Sense
Went with the devil behind his fence
And now the world pays recompense
For having lost all three.