Out of Literature Into Reality

when one is Fifty Shades of fucked up,

one cannot hope for a Mr.Darcy,
no one in their right mind

would go for a Scarlet Letter

when they've got unblemished virgins to choose from

when one's past is as dark as Dorian Gray's

as colourful and tainted as Don Juan's

one cannot hope to be seen fit for dowry

perhaps a life to Becoming Jane

or bitter and spiteful as Ms.Havisham

so as much as it is fascinating

as much as it is thrilling

one know's one's status and background

only but a lowly humble servant

a shadow in the likes of a gentleman

oh how foolish one can get

with thoughts so fancy and fine

to wine and dance and dine

sketched and serenaded

such tomfoolery begone!