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The Masquerade

Date Written: September 8, 2017
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The Masquerade©

 

He thought it was just a game well played

Sitting here in the grass and shade

 

He never wanted to hurt anyone

Didn’t she know he was the kind who would run

 

They held hands and he saw her swoon

This was the maid normally holding a broom

 

He told tales of wealth and stature

As though it was rapture

 

In this tale of lore

He was the hero for sure

 

A man with oh so many talents

An estate no less on balance

 

He was the pride of the British side

A lie he well knew deep inside

 

A gentleman due for a great inheritance

Gathered here for her pretence

 

His tongue spoke of proper education

Not the poverty of his preoccupation

 

Of course he was a great success in business

For a man for a who was utterly clueless

 

Oh so many lies

Just so he could lie beside her looking into her eyes

 

It wasn’t as though they would be wed

This was just a ploy to see her to his bed

 

Andreas Simic©

4 comments on “The Masquerade”

  1. angelface13     September 8, 2017

    Wow. You sound like a very experienced poet. Great job!

    1. Andreas Simic     September 11, 2017

      I try harder, appreciate the compliment.

  2. comnpkpillai     September 8, 2017

    Is ploy a fun?

    1. Andreas Simic     September 11, 2017

      Yes this is a fun piece designed to create laughter.

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