Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #295

Alas! I Lack
by Belinda Roddie

Alas! I lack a lovely wife to wed
and so remain reluctant bachelor.
Methinks I shall dance with this broom instead
and get so drunk that I fall to the floor.
When I awake, I'll try to woo a girl
or two and most likely get repulsed looks,
coercing me to flee the public world
and immerse myself in good food and books.
Alas! To have a lovely wedded wife
would make someone like me somewhat worthwhile
and add dimension to my lonely life,
my routine adopting a brand new style.
Oh, well! What good is it for me to pine
when I can drown my sorrows in red wine?

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