From Camelot and lost a lot
I'm looking for my Lancelot
Through trees of tea and apricot
I drift like mist in dreamy thought
A courier and cosmonaut
I send my warrior forget-me-nots
Supremely skilled and wildly hot
He's strongly willed and highly sought
Betray you not by his blue dot
He won't be swayed and can't be bought
Once he unlearns all we've been taught
Divinely mine in time, Great Scott!
