The Letter

Roses are red, violets are blue I would even trim my mustache for you! Oh, Catherine, sweetling Since my decision To be Catherine's new beau I wanted to impress her With a written letter so I need you, Jest, to help me Write a poem for my sweet If you do I'll be so, grateful Let's begin please write neatly! Another vase of flowers? There's not room for much more! Mary Ann I need your help with these! I've tried to ignore him but he just keeps sending me letters and flowers, what do I do? Uh, just tell him the truth? I'm waiting for the right chance Just reject the King's hand I want to take the chance to be free (Stop and take the chance to be free) To be Me Ooh! Jest are you writing? Yes sire! Oh! Ooh! Write this down Your hair is dark chocolate on the castle bridge I heart you much more than a smidge He didn't He did! Your skin shimmers like Might I suggest something Sire? Maybe stray away from only complimenting her looks You know, women like feeling appreciated for who they are Oh really? Well then, what would you say? Let me show you Oh! I hope this letter finds you well, yours most ardently with all my Gushingest, Ooziest, admiration The King of Hearts, and he asked for more tarts Ugh, I just don't know how to reject him My family would never forgive me, but I can't let him go on like this it's kind of sad! All you can do is be honest and tell him you're not interested, I'm sure everything will work itself out I guess he's nice enough, but I just don't love him I know, you have to find a way to tell him though, you can't lead him on Dear Lady Pinkerton It's formal for a change Let us fault his majesty not for his intentions Though his verses may seem strange He simply lacks articulation No matter how ridiculous our words may be, we do try our best to please you Alas, only nature truly pays your due In flashes of distant thunder and waves of ocean blue So forgive a humble joker who wishes to impress you Though words will not suffice, I'll keep trying nonetheless Yours sincerely, Jest PS, I hate to pester, but even I am not immune I have but one request, one more macaroon?