Woman is clever as man is fool.

        

Love is a pool                                     

Where, who so falls never rises.

Love is wine                                       

Which, who so drinks never sees.

Clothe a woman, ornament her,          

Bathe her in perfumes,

Inflate her wallet,                                

Offer her everything of yours,

And one little twist of temper,            

Alas, she who has lain years on the bosom

Forgets in no time and throws you out,

Turning for the best in wait.                

Yet the wounded dog relishes the licks.

07.01.2003