Sunday, March 23, 2014

I have a rival



I have a rival

Who sang his warning early

So she left my bed


The blunt truth did hurt

What response did I have now?

I’m a broken man


Daily grind at my job

Plenty takes my mind off her

Will she forget too?


I’ll see her once more

For it’s only natural

To woo her again


I took her roses

“What if we have a quartet?"

She says smilingly


19 comments:

  1. What kind of quartet I wonder..rivals can be a pain..but they do make you work harder!

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  2. Be careful - no menage a quatre here - the 'other two' may be bodyguards.

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  3. A smile in her voice. I thought of strings and Mozart.

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  4. Interesting …..what a suggestion?

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  5. The rival is of course their new baby.

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  6. This is too cute ... love this rival :-)

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  7. It's tough to have that kind of competition. Baby needs trump all. Love this!

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  8. Those types of rivals invariably grow up and move on. Best to be constant in one's affections and wait it out.

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  9. Would that all men could be so clear and honest about that green eyed monster,

    Elizabeth

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  10. How nicely penned Old Egg! Smoothly does it when feelings of love exude lots of confidence and good responses! Great!

    Hank

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  11. Excellent! Took me a couple of reads to get my head around it though!

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  12. Great poem, still like the idea she has two men to play with.

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  13. interesting to wonder where things go with the last question

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  14. This one got most of the responses guessing. Very craftily crafted. Nice one!

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  15. Now, there's a twist at the end!

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  16. Lovely poem with quite the twist at the end, Old Egg. I wasn't expecting that.

    Pamela

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