At the Palais
Ben and Bea met one night
At the Palais, in early spring.
They disagreed on everything.
It ended in a nasty fight;
A case of hatred at first sight.
The Palais is long derelict,
Their steps are slow, their hair is white
But still they quarrel day and night
For Ben loves Bea, as you'd predict
And Beatrice loves Benedict.
George J. Dance, 2007
from Doggerel, and other doggerel, 2015.
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