The October stealth gods arrived with him--
a Prince to please the waiting pulchritude.

Fickle, flighty, femme fatale maidens--
feel irony in this feigned fortitude.

Arrogant! Proud! Ripe with testosterone,
boy of adventure-- a vulgar Trojan--
brave, masculine, insatiable young son:
Grant homage to the birth of Cro-Magnon!

But our feminine god is quite perplexed;
pandered reasoning for royal ragtag
have rendered Venus tormented and vexed.
Palatable to whom, this pagan pageant--
are beauty and brawn so misunderstood?
With passion and commitment come manhood.