Beast of Burden
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Three sisters - two as lovely as the dawn,
the third, a travesty of face and form
and we - a trio of fine gentlemen,
(to all but former flames, who'd disagree!)
Like Musketeers, we fellows made a set -
one for us all and all of us for one!
So too, these ladies, we learned with dismay,
which left us with no choice but to draw lots...
Good manners and good breeding tantamount,
we chose three cards and tossed them in a hat -
two Queens and one that we had scratched to white
(which would, of course, prescribe the oafish girl)
At times, one is the cart... at times the ox
This night, a beast of burden I became
The first man pulled a heart, the next, a spade
but last to choose - alas! I drew a blank!
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Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2016
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