Don’t you knock upon my door, I find you utterly scurrilous
And don’t you deign to speak to me, you who are discourteous
A pathetic poet-singer, to think yourself a second Orpheus
No romantic poet, you, but a caricature hilarious
My, but you stand upon a pedestal precarious:
That you consider yourself the worthiest;
That of you any other would be envious.
You wonder that I dumped you at the earliest?
Fortunate you, I am no murderess
Else I’d swing for you, you jumped-up Perseus
So now take note and walk away, for to your pleas I am impervious


Whoa!! That is excellent, Crispina.. How cleverly worded and devastatingly cutting! I love it!!
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I was thinking of an ex, who after I dumped him seemed not to understand the words, No, Go away.
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Well then he would have been utterly lost in this piece of poetic prowess wouldn’t he??
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Unless the poetry was in the form of a Meatloaf Song, it would have been totally lost on him. 🙂
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Lol!!! Paradise by the dashboard lights kinda guy, huh?
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No, that was my song …. 🙂
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BRILLIANT! This was soooooo good. Men can be so dense at times 😉
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I thank you so much. It just takes a memory or two to stir the juices …
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That is a truth right there!
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Indeed. You know it. 🙂
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😀
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BRAVO!!
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🙂
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Wonderful poem. You have an advantage over him! You have the opportunity to spell it out in these sumptuous words.
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I thank you, Though I think if I were to tell an annoying ex to leg it, I’d use stronger language.
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haha, You did well!
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I thank you
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