Medic, medic, pinned on my wall

Who's the fairest of them all?

Who gives you shivers from touches cold

Who's the cruelest, most malicious and bold?

Medic, medic, know your place

Such a defiant glare on your face

Your onyx eyes give me chills

Even more than your horrid, sour pills

Medic, medic, you think you know

All about me and my plans; are you really that slow?

You know nothing-though, neither do I

You're such a mystery to me

Should I trust what I see?

As I peer into your haunted faces

Through cracked masks and social graces

Should I trust what I see?

Medic, medic, you're such a tease

You know what you do, doing what you please

Contemplating your next step in your conquest

Making me wait as you digress!

Ah, but that's the nature of our game

Playing domination and submission; wild and tame

Master and servant, slave and dominatrix

Forever and always, hand in hand, as we, secretly wish.