Be still my heart, be stiller,
for it's you I need, Camilla,
lest claw and feather fly like flustered dove.
I am no Hun, Atilla,
nor a six-hundred pound gorilla;
no elephant in the china-shop of love.
I am the hardest cheddar,
and you are the smoothest cream.
You are a warm mozzerella;
and I am your cheesy dream.