Once when prudence turned to foolish
A change touched issue to my brow
A wily blow was brought to bear
On the vent of some cats meow.
The obvious of lain once lamb.
Rose up to be a Lions' roar.
And the subtle sword of cunning
Cut chaos on my Cupid's door.
Chivalry died and bellied up
Sensitivity ceased a spell.
Jealousy that shapeless monster
Opened a crack the doors of hell.
And the barb found the hearts tender
Driven in by a selfish floor.
By the prick of a subtle doubt
But strong enough to kill amour.
And the cat raised its tail in spae
Purred, turned its back and walked away.