He strutted head high
Accompanied by the chip
On his broad shoulders
A proud yet ignorant man
With disdain for everyone
A peacock pompous
Colorful but pretentious
Always contentious
A legend in his own mind
Crazier twit one can’t find
Sadly looks beguile
Duped suckered many shall be
Deceit’s so easy
Yes, Gaston’s of fine physique
His arrogance quite unique
He pursues sweet Belle
Charlatan with charming smile
Silver tongue and guile
But she sees thru the disguise
For deceit burns in his eyes
Belle e’er the Beauty
But Gaston really the Beast
Cruel full of conceit
She’s the paragon of good
A prince he’s not; just a toad
Gaston’s hopeless it’s so sad
But there are people born bad
In our lives we shall meet some
Best that we stay away from!
02-10-2023
© Vic Evora