Misapprehension Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

A blue eyed blonde but rather dim.
Or so he thought
But she still made a fool of him.
Just for the sport

He thought he would have his way
then leave her flat
but she saw things a different way.
I fancy that

she led him a merry dance.
She knew his game,
right from the start he had no chance.
But all the same

The lesson was long overdue
he had to know.
That he was not entitled to
just take and go.

She had met men like him before
and knew full well
He wanted to add to his score
so he could tell.

His friends about his new conquest.
But she declined
and told him he was just a pest.
Then she consigned

him swiftly to the garbage heap
where he belonged
and she would lose no beauty sleep.
Though he felt wronged.

Philanderers should make a note
to change their ways.
or surely they will miss the boat.
Alone always.

the maiden knew instinctively
she could not trust.
She spotted you immediately.
So go you must.

With your desire unsatisfied.
The lady’s wise
she sees quite clearly that you lied.
To your surprise.

23-Jul-08

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