Will You Come?

Sir, my hope can never be astonished by your insensibility,

I've claimed it all along, though I can barely see

How you challenge my nerves to that point of curiosity

And how you make me think, let him be, let him be.

Sir, am I superior to you, is that what you ask me to believe?

Am I worthy, is it love that I consider despise?

Oh, dear, how you have made me wonder with no relief!

Made me wonder how I could bear these lies.

A gathering is taking place, you should come.

Let us laugh at our own beloved flaws!

Blemishes are considerably amusing, every last one

You cannot miss one of these shows!

Am I to be found at home, you ask;

Well yes, I've always been a precious host,

Though you came to none of my parties in the past -

But this time I shall make you come at all costs.

Sir, you have solved too many puzzles, therefore

You cannot be that puzzled yourself, I think;

May I ask for the permission to glance as before?

But I guess you wouldn't stand being read as ink.

As I am offering the invitation, Mr Liar,

I can quite see, yes, indeed, I see!

Propriety bids me to grant its last desire -

So, dear sir, will you come to tea?