She kissed a frog
and got no Prince
that so sad Princess sweet.
But still it quickened
her palad pulse
and her heart it skipped a beat.
Do not judge,
Frog had his charms
he was a clever chap.
One kiss it’s true,
love ruled the day.
Frog hopped upon her lap.
Their wedding strange,
there by his pond.
Her Castle up the hill.
The Frog you see
had cast his spell,
the Princess lost her will.
To the Castle,
the couple climbed.
A luxurious place to stay.
A talking frog,
with glowing green skin,
had somehow won the day.
French frogs philander,
he could not stop.
Our Froggy caught in the act.
Back to the pond,
annulment too,
Frog’s spell was finally cracked.
The Princess cried
“How could it be?
I loved you with my whole heart.”
He responded with beguiling smile,
“It seems we both must part!”
I don’t mean to walk away, just to meander
That’s not to say I don’t enjoy your cander
But I refuse to hear your immoral pander
When it starts to mutate into wily slander
I just imagined something so much grander
Of myself than this unobservant bystander
But since your descent down to philander
You are no officer nor my commander
Does she even know your allergen to dander
Or that you love to cook with coriander
I don’t know how you can even stand her
So I hope you enjoy being goose to her gander
I’ll be thinking of someone else, while I meander…..
Divorced from my shadow,
estranged from the words
My heart to philander
—new innocence heard
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
Hey you guys, why leave your town
To find a bride and settle down?
Take a tip and don’t philander
Somewhere remote like Alexander.
He married a princess called Roxana,
It seems, to make her hill tribes calmer.
To equalize the world by sex
Was a worthy aim subject to checks.
Pneumonia, poison or whatever
The emperor from his wife did sever.
So poor Roxana was alone
Cut off from people, friends and home.
She made her way to Macedonia
There to die not of pneumonia.
She, much sinned against, did sin.
She did in some foes and got done in.
Want to learn more? Surf to ‘Cassander’
And read some books on Alexander.
Before they placed her in a hearse
She pronounced an awesome curse.
‘To conquer my land shall many strive
who ne’er shall leave that land alive’.
I fear this curse still ails her land,
which nought can lift save God's own hand.
Name this land if that you can.
Take this hint. It ends with –stan.
Flirtation
Oh what happened to the art of flirtation
To the lady who was a coquette
That flirted across a crowded room with her fan
Sending her signals with slight of hand
The philander who colds cause the lady to blush
With quietly spoken words of amour
Over the years the romance has been lost
Now there are not many who know the art of flirtation
And is considered a trifle outdated
But oh how a lady feels being the only one
Who in older ways was being courted
There is nothing like in the world
Tis a shame it’s mostly lost
Because it is not the same in written word
In emails and text as most do now
To meet people now is called face time
How disappointing this is in the world
10-12-16
FOREVER DRIVEN
Feminine desire bags my life in a bin
And yet lust remains my greatest sin
Aware i am of the deadly syndrome
Still my manhood gains more momentum
Insanely guided towards this crazy passion
Always digging and searching with much emotion
Like a raging sea speaks my pathetic fallacy
Only the opposite gender might understand this energy
Alternatively offered the riches of life
But like a rapscallion I go on and strive
Yet doomed I am, the best philander created
Forever driven I remain strongly embedded!
FOREVER DRIVEN
Feminine desire bags my life in a bin
And yet lust remains my greatest sin
Aware i am of the deadly syndrome
Still my manhood gains more momentum
Insanely guided towards this crazy passion
Always digging and searching with much emotion
Like a raging sea speaks my pathetic fallacy
Only the opposite gender might understand this energy
Alternatively offered the riches of life
But like a rapscallion I go on and strive
Yet doomed I am, the best philander created
Forever driven I remain strongly embedded!
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