The Beggar-maid    

So he fell in love with the beggar-maid
And he ranted and raved and was depraved
Sang out and called to her, looked deranged
She said, ‘dear sir, may I have your heart?’
‘But ‘tis already there!’ he replied.
‘Pinned to yonder wall with a dart…
Two lifetimes apart!’
She turned to look and truly saw
A heart snapped in two, truly true
‘In which case, dear Sir,’ she said.
‘What is left for me to screw?
Hence, adieu! Adieu!
I hope you rest in peace in Heaven
Or in pieces in Hell
Wherever it is you may dwell
I wish thee well.’

‘Tis said in moonlit nights you may hear him wail
‘Dear God! Give me life! And another chance!
Give me a handsome body and a whole heart
And give me sense to not blow it all
Being one big fucktard!’