Love Story Gone Wild

when beauty met the beast she was a cutie, he was a beast she thought that she'd speak to him at least and at least find out what made a beast, a beast as the beast looked at her he wondered; what a feast but the way she spoke to him was gentle and curiosity increased he found her some what pleasant and laid his aggression aside for now he'd grown accustom and hoped she would abide as time past he looked at her as he never did before tender conversations brought his knees to the floor she'd become his weakness his task forever more he liked to hear her voice and see her walk through the door on holidays there were presents on birthdays a feast each special day that brought her presence was a holy day to say the least now i am wholly human and i can tell you well that jealousy fits us humans and beast very well one look at competition can take us all to hell we can never avoid perdition when one other than God we our souls sell and from God comes the testing old men and prophets tell the beast asked God for patience and God knows how to teach it well the next time the beast see's beauty there is a ring on her hand he didn't care to mention it but that was one thing he couldn't stand worn down he ask her what the ring meant on her hand slowly she confided, it meant she'd marry another man the beast now was furious he did not understand that all these years confiding he was suppose to be the man what then would become of her his conscious did demand all the years he spent with her were coming to an end yet love had one more service his heart would command tell the maid he loved her and ask her for her hand let all the powers of wickedness and goodness take their stand upon this maids answer i'll bravely take my chance