Buddy Bee Anthony

Veteran Poet - 1,419 Points (Minneapolis Minnesota)

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
Or that her backside
I shan't bend low to kiss
with short shrift she runs the course
bold and swift upon her horse
what a pity
dearest Helen
won't loosen up the bit

who half sane would complain about being a colt in her stable
And feel less than honored to be taken out even if my
gate doth list.
All I ask is that Helen
keep the cleaver away from her cutting table
It would be grim to be gelded
and then galloped into her abyss.
Does she know first I would have to die

before she then may write my elegy
The horse
the boat
the boy
all yours

high time I said goodbye
Lest Helen's magic bend my other knee

Buddy Bee Anthony

Poet's Notes about The Poem

An Angry Poem

Comments about Helen Of Troy by Buddy Bee Anthony

  • Rookie - 48 Points 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: Sunday, June 21, 2015

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