Farewell In Madrid

On a bright broad beach near Barcelona Where I was feeling so all alone-a A glorious vision strode into view. Like Rubirosa, I knew what to do. I charmed this woman from Segovia, A fair descendant of the great El Cid. Her radiant eyes and shimmering hair Caused many a wag to stammer and stare. She charged my cardiovascular pump But in Madrid she tossed me on the dump. Like a cop she caused cardiac arrest As my collapsed knees can truly attest. As I lay in my bed about half dead This fair lady came with a smile like lead, Making me feel old and filled with deep dread, She offered farewell with the words she said, “You poor lost puppy here is a new leash For some silly maid to have and to hold. I must confess I am quite over ya I’m leaving Madrid for Segovia.”