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What Becomes of the Broken Hearted? – Poetry

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New Zealand poet Jackie Evans shares a bawdy ballad.

What Becomes of the Broken Hearted?
Lament not, ye Leftovers, on Valentine’s Day,
Deserted, abandoned, widowed, or gay?
Just join us at mid-day (we’ve had a great hunch),
On Valentine’s Day, at the Leftovers’ Lunch!

Over sticky pork ribs, and other fine treats,
Who knows what interesting folk you might meet?
And after chorizo and fine mozzarella,
If you’re a gal you might meet a nice fella!

And if you’re a fella, you might meet a lass,
With the sweetest of smiles, and more ass than class!
But after two glasses of Sauvignon Blanc,
The ugliest duckling will look like a swan!

So lament not, ye Leftovers, on Valentine;s Day,
Deserted, abandoned, widowed, or gay?
Join us at mid-day (we’ve  had a great hunch)
On Valentines Dy, at the Leftover’s Lunch.

Poet

A long-time advocate for the homeless Jackie Evans has been elected community representative on the Lakes District Health Board, she spent six years on its disabilities committee

Jackie Evans joined the city’s Mad Poets Society six months after its 1994 formation.
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