Honey, oh yes, Lady Honey
Couldn’t care less about the money,
Sweetest girl you ever seen,
A true-love wonderful machine
Just one night in bed with her
And the man would be a jocker.

Sir Milk, on the other hand,
Loved to be in command
But he was kind and gentle too
Any girl he could subdue
But all girls were just a whim
Of no real interest to him

One sunny day of December
At the party given by Lady Amber
They met for the first time
So giving to life a new rhyme.


Her skin spreaded a sweet parfum
Like flowers in the month of June
His creamy nature slowly unfolded
Thus poetry herself embodied.


The air was sweet and fiery that night
What followed then would easily fright
Any brave and open-minded man
But we should all just understand
This is the reason that nowadays
When life in front of you just lays
All kinds of beauty and of harmony
That you've just tasted Milk and Honey.