Fool's Downfall (A Rondel Poem)-by Devi Nina Bingham

 I make no apology

for choosing me ahead of all

for I've had an anthology

of lovers; short, fat, thin, and tall.

You claim that your astrology

is causing you to stay enthralled

I make no apology

for choosing me ahead of all.

It's not love, but mammalogy

that causes your motor to rev or stall,

or my painted face that looks like a doll.

You may claim that your astrology 

is causing you to stay enthralled

while youth has fled in age's sunfall.

Trust not beauty, the fool's downfall.