Wooing the Angel
“You can’t buy love but you can pay heavily for it”
-Henny Youngman
Two suitors raced to win their angel’s dain
Like Lovesick puppies they came
But the Lioness is not so tame
Those two tried to bribe her with riches
And woo her with bouquets of roses
But all they gained were stitches
Oh not physically one can be sure
The shining star is quite demure
But on their heart where there is no cure
The others slowly withered away
Worsening day by day
From the high price they did pay.
The lovely girl, she found another
A man sincere, but poor, an emotional lover
He holds the key to her heart; he is her answer