In Honor of the Single Queen Elizabeth
Bring them in, if you must, these fawning men
Bring them to me, and give me a gander which matters not.
Believe me when I tell you that they can look bright as a cool spring,
But I will not be tempted by beauty, for inside each is a hidden vice.
Lucky it is my mind does not allow a handsome man to turn my heart.
I am not in awe of a misogynist knight who boasts of daring deeds
Leery of most men's hidden agenda, I know there is a not-so-eager
Side he hides, for he knows better than to show his truth right away
Give me the ones with the blemishes I can easily see.
For they are not as haughty, and arrogant as the ones
Whose blemishes are hidden away in a mean heart,
Or an evil plotting soul. Spare me all men. I can do this alone.
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