Champagne and Caviar

Colonel Volkov would surely impress the lovely Anastasia His limousine driver pulled up at the Palace of the Czar Taking lovely Anastasia by her dainty hand Volkov would introduce her to champagne and caviar Bowing gracefully before his highness From his scabbard Volkov pulled his gleaming sword Unexpectedly, the Czar did the same, frightening the dame Blushing, she implored the mustachioed figure in haughty red "I thought to have a pleasant evening, dine to fine music Home to a bubble bath, and perhaps spread out in bed ..." "I see," the Czar sneered, and said, fondling his sword "You've both come this far, let's see your earn your board" With a lunge at Volkov, the Czar pierced his skin Blood spurting everywhere ~ foretaste of 'the ugly Russian'