A lovey dame was so offended
At this ball I just attended
Because her partner had extended
A most presumptuous invite
Apart for almost that whole party
She was angry he’d been tardy
When leaving I had laughed so hard, she
Made a fool of him tonight
He ignored his lateness, tried to play nice
She didn’t buy it, only danced twice
But champagne causes men to roll dice
That should never see the light
He shouted as he hailed a carriage
“You’re all invited to our marriage!”
As we all watched that dame disparage
And slap with all her might
She must have fought before, had training
For when his balance was regaining
She gave us the most entertaining
Show: a one round fight
It lasted less than one full second
Likely killed him, we all reckoned
With one right hook, as recommended
She sent him on his final flight
Applause erupted, I was beguiled
For then she looked at me and smiled
Now here I lay, our clothes all piled
My new damsel’s more a Knight
How the World Should Work 