Parody

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Parody

You came,

The tapestries of love

Were shining in the sun,

My wishes settled down content

About you as you stood.

I looked into your cryptic eyes

And thought I understood;

But no⁠—

The splendor of your gaudy robe

Grew dimmer day by day,

I wondered,

Searched within my soul to seize the mystery.

The answer staggered me,

Aghast,

Like one at bay,

I gazed with open eyes of thought upon you,

God! ’twas true⁠—

A mockery, a parody,

Had come to me⁠—in you!