your green eyes grab me with wanton lust -
          I know it possesses every man
your cold grasp reels in many and
  creates nothing but trouble

some men are indebted to you -
  you brought them pleasure
others are grappled with death as
  you brought them [nothing but] envy

I pair your golden locks
  crisp and golden, matching the
        greenness of your eyes, with
two emerald orbs shining under the relentless sun.

now darling please throw me
  into a pit of leisure
driving amongst heathens
  drinking amongst sinners
    sleeping with harlots
all the while with you hanging on my arms -
              and becoming the envy of all men.

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