Christ Like Richard Is Now a Troll

When my cousin Lulu fell in love Richard was her king, the man of her dreams An angel, a saint, Christ-like, marvelous, fabulous, wonderful. The gushing compliments never ceased. They were saccharine, soapy, goo-goo gargantuous. She put all of her clothes in Richard’s closet, he was the top of the mark. Seven years later, Lulu is divorcing Richard, her king. Except now he is Beelzebub, despicable, deplorable, loathsome She has no idea what she ever saw in this troll. He is a deviant bottom-feeder. A user, a swindler, a thief, a clown. None of our family is surprised. We recognize Lulu’s pattern. She finds a prince In seven years she drops him So far there has been Jerry, Tom, Jim, Fred, Max and Pete. Oh, and now Richard. Don’t worry grandma says. In a few more years Lulu will run out of rocks to look under.