ivor or ivor.e hogg

Rookie (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)

Feet Of Clay. - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Byronic sonnet.

Lord Byron loved the ladies well.
Too many and too frequently.
A somewhat chequered history.
According to the tales they tell.
Aristocratic ladies fell
so easily beneath his spell.
Surrendered their virginity.
Their curiosity to quell.
A serial philanderer.
He pursued many love affairs.
A faithless selfish wanderer.
It seems to day nobody cares.
Because the public much prefer
To ignore truths too hard to bear.

Sunday,26 August 2012


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 28, 2012



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