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Mr. Y

There was once a boy who loved tales,
He took in all of the details,
And saw that lords often made claim,
Of the very much adored dame,
With this in mind he formed a plan,
By which to be a wealthy man,
He knew there were hardships to face,
But he craved a loving embrace,
Hoping for fame he went to war,
And made more contacts than before,
He drove on when he was forlorn,
True to the oath which he had sworn,
Once he moved to a rank above,
He found some girls looking for love,
But he chose not to get involved,
For with his plan he was resolved,
By some rather devious schemes,
He in the end fulfilled his dreams,
So he looked for a girl to wed,
Plenty were keen or so they said,
He soon gained a beautiful wife,
Who he hoped to be with for life,
But all was not in the end fine,
Since his life had no story line,
He failed to fulfil all her needs,
For he often did selfish deeds,
She in time decided to leave,
Unlike some she was not naive,
It was clear it was not to be,
The woman could love unlike he,
As his heart started to harden,
His life then soon begged its pardon.

poem by Christian Lacdael
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