I’m embroiled in an imbroglio,
And, Yes, I am confused.
Which way to turn I do not know,
Perplexed, baffled, bemused.
She’s says that she will live with me,
See to all my needs,
If I will gift my house to her,
The pool, the grounds, the deeds.
I think she’s asking far too much,
And yet she’s such a sweetie.
I’d like to give her what she wants,
Listen to her entreaty.
Perhaps I’m just an aged fool,
Smitten by her beauty,
But should I take a chance and swap
My world for Tooty Fruity?
I’m embroiled in an imbroglio –
Meshed in fuss and stress;
I didn’t see it coming up,
Careless I confess.
I told her not to speak her mind,
Not to tell the tale;
But NO, she had to spill the beans
Our secret to unveil.
Such honesty’s not always wise,
It often leads to pain.
I doubt she’ll ever think of me
For, admitting to our liaison then,
Over a glass of wine,
Brought calumny upon her head,
And a beating up on mine.