Children ! Forget the night' The forest of lavender sweet fragrance awaits' Forget the night by the pale moon light' That burdensome groove'
We had embraced a brightened smile My dearest Pamela, There's a twinkle in her eye and smile Haunting,
~ Yet so very well pronounced, We have become accustomed to the night' Forget the night ! We both had enhanced a brightened smile, That last dash to Mexico to enflate our egos She dances on the ring of fire' Then throws off a challenge with a shrug'