An Admonition to P-HWPCLDRSFCs: "There is too great a fee for your caress."

A poem of admonition shared with Pussy-hat Wearing Politically Correct Liberal Democratic RINO Socialist Fascist Commies.

ADMONITION
by Kid Kazanova (Philip Stack)

No, I am through and you can call in vain.

There is too great a fee for your caress;

Too great a share of heartbreak and of pain

And all the kindred hurts of loneliness.

What does it mean at best? A fevered hour

When I forget that you are not for me;

Your charm aglow like some exotic flower

To rouse again the waves of memory.

No, I am through — the trumpet call of youth

Must sound in vain — for I have need of rest;

You have no peace to give — no certain truth — 

and I am sick and weary of my quest.

Leave me to books and wine and memories — 

Nothing you have to give can equal these!