SYBARITIC PEARL

Dark, in my lowly solitude state, I see in your world a tender arm, Not minding my humility and rate. I enjoy refuge without harm.

Your praise, dearie, I'll worship, Sacrificing your comfort out there. Ecstasy puffs in your lordship, Just like the race of doe and deer.

You've provoked my eternal tears With this minute mighty offer: Ovation of epochal minstrel cheers That usher memories of a toddler! I pulsate for my sybaritic pearl, My sole inestimable jewel.