the game

that the man was a monster was no great surprise
he’d kiss you, then kick you, then damn both your eyes
he’d make you a promise and break it for kicks
burn down your apartment and other such tricks
the man was a braggart, a bounder, a boor
if you had any sense then he’d not pass your door
but what can I tell you, the man was a hit
with certain young women who admired his wit
they’d pet him, and praise him, and feed him and such
they’d give all they had and he’d give not so much
but like many others his end when it came
for some was a laugh and for others a shame
a woman, he fell hard, came down with a crash
he offered her diamonds, devotion, and cash
she took all he offered like taking a snack
then turned round and took off, and never once looked back
they took up, and buried, the wreck he became
and put on his gravestone “beat at his own game”

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  1. damommza

     /  March 26, 2013

    This is just wonderful! I would have paid to watch! It’s every woman’s dream and every man’s nightmare! LOL Absolutely excellent!! πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

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    • Thank you πŸ˜€ I think in some ways this is the villain from “I will speak” getting his well deserved comeupance πŸ˜€

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      • damommza

         /  March 26, 2013

        YES!! I didn’t think of that but in re-reading, it fits! Glad to see how it ends! πŸ˜† πŸ˜† πŸ˜†

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  2. abikertoo

     /  March 27, 2013

    This comes under the heading of “Too Bad, So Sad, Love, Dad”, telling his errant son just how life is & all about the meaning of Karma, lol!!

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    • The beauty of poetry, you can make sure people get what they deserve, unfortunately not so easy in life πŸ˜€

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