A Soup Tragedy

Since Kash revealed "her" secret, I have turned red. All day I cried onto the pillow on my bed. I think the whole true awful tale needs to be said. A tragedy! I now feel like a blunderhead. And though she is a vixen, I have to say I led Kash on that “love rail” with me. Bold-spirited, with lustful Soupmail, eagerly I visited this "lass", who seems so manly! Lies had been fed to me by her. She’s not a man, and I misread her amorous responses. All my hope has fled! There’s more! I’m gay. My real name's Andrew. Now with dread I face the fact I can’t have Kash. My poor heart’s dead. (I decided I better put an explanation here because I wrote this more than a year ago for a contest in which we were supposed to write a poem that could be either a lie or the truth. After Kashinath, my good friend and a MAN, wrote a very funny poem proclaiming himself a woman, this was my way of doing a fictional poem in response to his funny contest entry! OH, the poem of KASH POET is called A SECRET FUNNY TALE, I hope you will read it!) For Shani Fassbender's really cool contest: Tell Me a Secret And now for PD's contest: Make me Laugh