He went out to a party,
and by the second dance
he'd met a statuesque brunette,
and thought this was his chance ...
to find someone to love him,
and share his lonely days;
she'd help him turn his life around
as he drowned in her gaze.
They saw each other daily.
He liked her poise and pluck.
They were so much in love
he could scarce believe his luck.
But one fateful night it happened.
He lit candles round the bed;
the fire set off the sprinklers ...
in a twinkling she was dead.
The proles said he was lucky,
and when he asked them why,
they said his lovely lady
was a loathsome android spy.
A contest entry
- Calling all fantasy poets by Idle Mind Wondering.
2500 points, ended June 11, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, unless you are a total idiot. If so, keep it to yourself.
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First let me thank you for using grammar and capitalization.
I found this light and humorous and unexpected. I would love to see this expanded upon.
thank you for this entry.
ken
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this is funny - and totally unexpected!
good luck in the contest!
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I don't know why ...
this keeps double posting.
If you liked this, you'd love "Male Stripper Revue".
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Not at all what I expected. I WANT MORE. LOL. This made me chuckle. I loved it. ~Pamela 
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Thanks. ;)
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My pleasure. I loved it.
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