Liqueur Elixir
I, breezier wanderer
Do worship her in her fur
The Lovlier,
Curlier,
Rosier,
Creamier,
Cozier fur that is hers
Heard in the air was a stir
A murmur of rolling water
Burning of myrrh in a censor
Pouring of liqueur elixir
I concur with the spritelier messenger
The gardener harvester Lucifer
A juniper lavender lavisher
Travel on furtherer voyager
When the sun shines down on me
I wonder where it is she goes
Far across deep dark sea
Laying there waiting for me
I live to adore her
I do naught but serve her
When we are together
I lick her elixir