Mark R Slaughter (1957)

The two, paired, double-dared when
Love pounced; interfered
With once platonic tones.

They took it on - married,
Carried out the disingenuous play
Of white – in church!

And so to bed…

Climactic screams and moans
Regressed from real to fake
(and closely after!)
Upon the time disaster fell
Upon their made-up fairytale;

Upon them now a heavy hell
To take them through divorce –
Why neither showed remorse,
We'll never know!

Only bitter spite;
An eagerness to fight;
Why neither was contrite
Was such a blow!

For hand on heart, they were
The caring kinds –
Perhaps a clash of minds
Had ruined the show?

Well actually no –
He'd dipped his toe
In places where he shouldn't go:

Exercising his…er
Well, his lady-chasing
Swinging parts below!




Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2010










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