Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 211 Points (22 September / London)

Beauty And The Beast - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Upon his cash she'd gloat and feast,
his mind concerned her not the least.
She from portfolio took note,
he on her beauty hung his coat.

Was this a fair exchange, brash beast,
to beauty bound? Affection ceased.
Bright diamond river b[r]ought her vote
but could not keep creep's boat afloat.

From kowtow vow she sought release
while he refused her palms to grease,
soon each was at each other's throat
nor sought to reconcile, emote.

Too bad amoral range should [s]team:
to add a moral strange would seem.


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(16 March 2002 revised 6 February 2006 and 3 May 2012)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 13, 2013


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