Ah! My loved one... 
Listen! 
I shall sing you one more song. 
Once -- (Be quiet Dear, it is not long) 
There was a boy. 
A boy who loved 
With all the utter devotion 
That only a boy can bring. 
And all his cleanliness of spirit-- 
And all his youth and strength-- 
And his content and peace-- 
He gave, to a girl 
A girl who was very beautiful. 
(Be quiet Adored One, it is not long) 
And she -- she laughed 
And sent him forth. 
She tore his heart and spirit 
And maimed his soul -- for their sport, 
Her wastrels-- 
And her white throat quivered as she laughed! 
Aye! This white throat I grip! 
(Be quiet, Beautiful One, it is not long) 
Ah! You quiver ... you choke ... you suffer? 
I suffered too in agony of spirit! 
(Be very quiet Girl of my Dreams, 
it is not long 
Now for either one of us!) 

         The Stumble Bum