Buddy Bee Anthony

Helen Of Troy - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

She asked if I would write a poem about her
She wants to know if she's my Helen of Troy
It's true, the holes I'm finding in my boat
are causing quite a stir
Said she, I ought employ
a full time water boy

is she unaware
I am not a broken horse
nor her backside
I shan't bend low to kiss
with short shrift she runs the course
bold and swift upon her horse
But what a pity
dearest Helen
won't loosen up the bit

Does she not know first I'd have to die.
before she then may write my elegy
The boat
the boy
the horse
all yours
high time I said goodbye
Lest Helen's magic bend my other knee

Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

Poet's Notes about The Poem

An Angry Poem

Comments about Helen Of Troy by Buddy Bee Anthony

  • Patrick Fealy Patrick Fealy (4/26/2013 10:03:00 AM)

    Sounds more like a cross between lady gadiva and a harpy (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, January 29, 2016

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