Heather this is for you and all your Burlesque pictures ^^
and who doesn't love a man in a corset

Poem time! Oh no!

Taken from the streets
A misfit, an unfortunate
Saved by you
When only a boy
or so I thought
and to your home
I was brought
A house so Grand
I had never seen before
and so you said this was now
my place
and when a smile lit my face
You said a servant I would be
It was then I knew
I knew I was no longer free
Over the years a servant I became
I learned every rule perfectly
and I was yours
but you lied
You dressed me as your doll
and believe me I remember it all
You said I was in your employ
but instead you used me
used me as your toy
Master and slave
You taught me how to behave
But it will not last Sir
I promise you that
Do you hear the bell
Marquess
It chimes the nooning hour
But surely it calls to Hell
Whether it calls
You or me
by the end of this afternoon
we shall see
Sir please let me serve you
The bell it calls...
it's time, it's time
it's time for tea.