Change of Heart

A Poem by Marshall

Oh he's lovely, bedecked in ornaments from the $2 shop
resplendent in gold and silver brocade
high up and mounted, majestic
barely balancing his bank accounts.
I like the looks of him. Nice teeth,
nice shape-oh momma, what a good choice
you made for me. I know you love me.
You are wonderful parents.

See, that fat bellied politician approaching
He is looking at the ladoos and the ladies
Thank god I can hide behind my veil of virginity
( I met this politician before- or did I?)
He makes a namaste-and reaches for the jelly-babies

I like the shanks, Papa, the look
the pulse races. my body quivers
What a lovely creature he is.

Oh Yes. He has his mouth open
and He sees me here.

The priest arrives pompously, people
what a thin priest?
He lacks the ladoo to marry
me to the horse!

Sorry Grandma.
I don't want the man.

Begin the bonfire.