Dhalliwal: The First Folio: Raconteur

RACONTEUR

Love? Ha!
You don’t know what that petty little word means!
To you its just a tedious over-used catch which
brings in your poor little female victims!

I bet you bribe them with that gross, slimy tone of yours.
I could pentee your grovelling, dare I say, paying them? Ha!
You treat women as if they were gullible, inane creatures
that don’t know how to think?

How you get away with the stories you tell I’ll never know.
Your not mad or deprived of sensible equilibirum –
Its not that whats so irritating…
And you were bred like a nobleman (parentage weren’t bad).

Yet lechery is the name of the sordid game to you.
Your notoriety amongst husbands speaks volumes for itself!
Your capacity to deceive is unique, I say.
What a raconteur you are!

Tell me, friend:
What will you do when slandered men react to you?
How will you respond?
Is it not time to give the lascivious vocals a triumphant end?

Refrain yourself from further say whilst your one step ahead
- I say…
cos’ if they ever find you with their wife.
Your cosy white tales will be a thing of the past ….
(and you too for that matter)

‘lechery is one thing; voluntary infidelity be another…..’
(PROVERB)