Revised sonnet #1630
She says were lass and lad or cheese and chalk
Excepting code of courtesy Id stalk
Shes sweetly clever cool and ever keen
Ill peep her from above at loopholes lean
She gives warmth out at will she glows with grace
It makes my mad heart conquered really race
At dusk her chivalrous veil ends a shawl
She saunters thinking through the arched white mall
At dawn her steed strides bailey cobblestones
And sideways saddled she blows sweet horn tones
Wait will I on her diary till tap of bell
Her deep eyes deemed a place Id duly dwell
In Lady Gambols gaze I rest in peace
A knights concerns drain in drawn close cease
Chorus peace accord serenity