NEMEROV 2014 #1PETRUCHIO
Come, kiss me, Kate, and be my bonny lass:
Cast off your fuming, fretful temperament;
The world is better off without your sass,
And your exasperation is misspent.
Let go of me, you saucy, bossy knave!
I’d no more kiss you than I would a rat,
And who are you to teach me to behave?
Unhand me or I’ll prove a killer cat!
But Kate, I find you mild as any kitten—
Here, take my hand, and join with me in joy!
Let go of me, or see your fingers bitten—
I’ll be no mincing mistress, meek and coy.
Well, be you as you will—you shall be mine.
Let me but rule, and all will be divine.