The Hunter and the Dame

Can't she see how lucky she is

To be desired by me?

I could bed any lass in town,

Yet she's all I can see.

I will bring her wealth and power

Things she can't hope to claim alone.

She will give me beautiful children

To fill our spacious home.

And she will, of course, have me,

The finest specimen of a man.

I offer the world to this girl,

And yet, she has forced my hand.

She rejected the offer.

Why does she hesitate?

Those books she reads give her ideas.

I'll have to set her straight.

I will train that willfulness out of her,

She'll be quiet and demure.

But now, I think, the pause

Comes from her fathers' claws in her.

That crazy old man has convinced his child

She doesn't deserve my love.

She'll have no more need to show restraint

Once the man has been disposed of.

I'll wear that woman on my arm

And she'll be glad he's gone.

She will be most grateful when she

Is known as Madam Gaston.