Tis need the want of him begs her to stay
and she (coquette) upon tree bench she sits,
a spinster of the parish she, life’s play
a failing empty game of wiles and wits
to trick a chap into a life she fits.
Her vain efforts naught but a comedy
as from majestic to absurd she flits.
Hapless, her quest brings naught but tragedy
(tis so no man of worth will meet her eye)
for she three decades long could not outsmart
his want his need for younger flesh. A cry
a wail (for she now met with broken heart),
her tortured soul emits an awful moan,
and lost she casts her heart in coldest stone.
Anna :o]
Gayle at dVerse has us writing bouts-rimés
and the words offered are: stay,
sits, play, wits, fits, comedy, flits, tragedy, eye, smart, cry, heart, moan,
stone. Cheers
Gayle.
Image: Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
Artist: William
de Leftwich Dodge (1867-1935)
