Vlad the Bad
Was the first man she ever had
She tried to tame him,
But he was a real cad.
The more she tried to change him,
He'd just get raving mad.
And so, she had to let him go,
It ended really sad.
A few months later, what a shock!
The poor girl cried, Egad!
She'd thought that it was over, but
That scoundrel was a Dad!
She had a bouncing baby boy,
And he was a fine lad
Which goes to prove, that sometimes
Good things can come from bad.
Lamar, thank you so much for reading. I swear, I think I have been reading too many of your poems over time! This sounds strangely similar to a Lamar poem! I suppose all us poets can learn from each other!
She tried to tame him! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you, Edward Kofi Louis. I guess that ol' Vladimir just wasn't tameable! : -)
What a great poem and tale.... you really are quite talented my dear and I enjoyed your poetry immensely. Sometimes good comes from bad. I sure hope so.
So do I, Aqua! So do I. Everyone wants a happy ending. Thank you for appreciating my poetry! :)
Thanks so much, Kostas! I read so much of Lamar Cole's poetry, that I think his influence must have rubbed off on me. This strongly resembles something he would write! By the way, Vladimir is a purely imaginary character.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting narrative piece embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. A beautiful poem written with a tinge of humour. Great work! Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
Thank you, Chinedu! Thanks for reading!