To speak beneath the somber air
Oh, where the cattle meet!
To find a belle to stay awhile
And linger as we eat
To kill a mate, two may suffice;
And let us acquiesce
To making war with all of them
Before you take your rest.
Hint #1:
Let me make your journey shorter! Try to think below the border...
Hint #2:
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey...