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Red Cheeks
(to the tune of Greensleeves)

A Spanking Anthem
by
Don A. Landhill
Copyright © 1998


1. Alas, my love. you've done such wrong
through acting so discourteously,
That I must spank you you well and long,
To make you fit for company

Chorus:
Red cheeks for Mistress Coy,
Red cheeks that I'll set alight!
Red checks while I firmly scold,
and *you*, my young Lady, need Red Cheeks

2. Alas, my love, you should have known
to curb your wanton vanity,
So you must meditate alone
in corner on sincerity.

[Chorus]

3. Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Why did you so mischievously?
Now you'll remain in a room apart,
In a lover's strict captivity.

[Chorus]


4. My orders you did so disdain
It did the more enrage'th me
and so in corner you'll remain
A bad girl in captivity

[Chorus]

5. And now, be ready for my hand
Endure your punishment, be brave
The spanking of your life shall land
so love and goodness you shall have

[Chorus]

6. Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
But still thou hadst it readily.
Thy music still to play and sing;
And yet thou wouldst a brat still be.

Chorus:

7. I bought thee kerchiefs for thy head,
which thou didst lose so carelessly
I've bent thee over chair and bed
and caused thee loud to beg and plea.

Chorus:

8. Up with thy petticoats, and the rest
of the cloth that veils thy bottom fine
Oh, hide the jewels of thy chest
And display the cheeks that my hand shall find.

Chorus:

9. Thy skin, like silk, both fair and white
with red I'll blazon fervently
thy garments drop, that naked quite
thy bottom for chastisement be.

Chorus:

10. When you were clothed all in green
you ne'er would stop and wait for me
Though I was gallant to you, my Queen
and yet you would not honor me

Chorus:

11. I set thee up, I'll take thee down
and train thee to humility
Thy feet shall barely touch the ground
while thou art bended o'er my knee

Chorus:

12. 'Tis I will pray to God on high,
That thou thy duty soon mayst see,
And that yet once before I die,
I'll see the act as a grown lady

Chorus:

13. Ah, Red cheeks, now farewell, adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee,
and teach the what thou ought to do
when I return to comfort thee

Chorus:







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