To The One Who Says She Is Reading My Poem
let us have a compromise,
after reading the first stanza
from my magic lines
i will give you
youth, and on the second stanza
i will hand you
beauty
on the third stanza i will promise
you fortune
on the fourth perhaps
intelligence
and on the fifth perhaps
fame,
i have this magic wand
given by fairy godmother
the one used
for Cinderilla and Snow white
and Rapunzel
and Shrek, and so on and so forth,
tonight then you must read my poem,
but don't you be disappointed,
it has only one word.
Fool.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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