Do you love me Mr. Willow with your stern eyes and grim mouth. Yes I love you Mrs. Willow with a haughty tongue and silver shoes to dance away. Do you want me Mr. Willow with your newspaper and tattered sweater. Yes I want you Mrs. Willow with your sweeper and pink wax pearls. How long will you love me Mr. Willow in the dark that never ends. I will always love you, Mrs. Willow as long as cream is on the table and sugar is in the tea.