At times youth is wasted on the young

Love that Damned Elusive Shrinkabelle

Love that damned elusive
shrinkabelle

When boys do love,
kiss and tell,

The maiden doth nurse
a broken heart

He shouted loud
she was a tart,

His brains to his feet
now had sunk

An’ she was right
he was a skunk.

Patrick McFarland
Was I ever that young? Of course. Thanks for reminding me with this very clever write.

PrEmJi PrEmJi
interesting!

Karin Anderson
I love the title Ken and the clever way you play with words like the other poets say. It brought back memories too!

 

seema chowdhury
very interesting.........

Chaos1214
That's how it goes... Mars and Venus are often in opposition : /

Dream Weaver
:) well written and bravo Sir...made me think back..enjoyable read:)

RAJ NANDY
A NICE ONE KEN ! -Raj

Kesav V Easwaran
calf love...would kick back too...amusing write Ken...short brisky words...nice

ritty patnaik
ENJOYED READING THIS ONE !BOYS WILL BE BOYS OFCOURSE !

Sana Rose
Amusing Ken... And amazing angle of view!

Ben Gieske
Enjable. Has a lot of spunk.

Sandra Martyres
Nice tale with a charming title - made me smile

Sandra Dodd
Sounds fun dumbly skipped all that to be good. Love your poem, young love must be great if yall keep writing about it

 

ANJALI
But was he right when he called her a tart ? An' she was right he was a skunk You made me smile Ken it was indeed enjoyable Anjali

Shashendra Amalshan
ha ha, yeah what a beguiling title indeed Ken. Very nice to read. If anyone can touch Susan's wordplay, it must be you.. :))

carol
i like this im smiling

Susan Jarvis
Great wordplay in the beguiling title, and the wonderful tale of caddish lads and scarlet-pimpled girls has left me smiling. ;)