Marie Antoinette's Lament

Marie Antoinette's Lament

A Poem by Bob B

In Austria, where I was raised,

A girl like me was highly praised

For entertaining folks at court with song.

But ever since I've been in France,

I barely get a second glance.

Is what I’ve done so really all that wrong?

 

The rumors fly; they say of me

That I spend far too lavishly

And I should go back home where I belong.

If you were tied to Louis, you

Would know why I do what I do.

Is what I’ve done so really all that wrong?

 

And so if I say "Fiddlesticks!"

To those who scorn my politics,

I add, "Just wait and let me sound the gong."

But people keep on splitting hairs,

Accusing me of cheap affairs.

Is what I’ve done so really all that wrong?

 

What is there to hide

Besides my wounded pride?

How COULD they be so mean

To send me TO the guillotine?

 

I hear that people didn’t take

It well when told to eat some cake

Instead of bread; that didn’t please the throng.

A few faux pas and folks see red

And smear your name and want your head!

Is what I’ve done so really all that wrong?

 

-by Bob B (9-17-22)

© 2022 Bob B


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I do like history Bob. Some history is more entertaining than others. Marie Antoinette, a interesting character. I liked your thoughts and tales about her. Thank you for friend for sharing the entertaining story.
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