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She had no ordinary beauty,

her looks were quite plain.

The girls at school made fun of her,

they called her ugly Lorraine.


Her mother wasn’t much kinder,

for her other children were pretty,

Lorraine’s sisters won first place,

in every pageant in the city.


When she was in high school,

and couples began to date.

The other girls all had boyfriends,

but for her she would have to wait.


In college, the co-eds had dances,

her roommate had a steady beau.

But Lorraine stayed in the dorm,

alone with no place to go.


After graduation, she took a trip,

to a land across the sea.

She walked the cobbled streets alone,

and stopped in a café for tea.


While she was sitting there alone,

a young man entered the café.

All the women smiled at him,

but he didn’t looked their way.


The young man saw Lorraine,

sitting alone at a table by the wall,

He walked over to her,

and was so nervous he began to fall.


Lorraine helped him to his feet,

he couldn’t help but stare.

She felt he must think her ugly,

life was so unfair.


The man asked her to dinner,

her jaw dropped in surprise,

Was this some kind of joke?

she gazed into his eyes.


Did this guy really want to date her?

Ugly Lorraine, the one guys ignored.

Would he later regret it?

she figured he would get bored.


That night they dined in a restaurant,

the young man appeared to care,

He laughed at her jokes,

and said she was beautiful and fair.


At the end of that first week,

she was preparing to fly home.

They spent a last evening together,

visiting a church with a giant dome.


As they approached the altar,

the man dropped to one knee,

He pulled out a ring and asked,

“Beautiful Lorraine, please marry me.”


She felt faint, and couldn’t believe,

that a man found her pretty.

He was handsome, and strong,

had manners and was witty.


Although she knew little about,

this young man with a heart of gold.

She agreed to marry him,

he was so refreshing and bold.


She flew back to her hometown,

he agreed to come there soon.

Two weeks went by,

and she went to the airport at noon.


She waited for a plane,

from that land far away.

But there was no scheduled flights,

on that particular day.


She went home crying,

her family saw she was alone.

While mother laughed,

sister called her friends on the phone.


Soon the whole town knew,

that Ugly Lorraine was lying.

They didn’t believe her story,

she almost felt like dying.


That afternoon there was a picnic,

the yearly founder’s celebration,

It was attended by famous people,

from all around the nation.


People stared at Lorraine,

the word was spread all around,

The ugly young woman had been dumped,

she covered her ears so not to hear a sound.


Then there was the sound of trumpets,

a long drum roll was played.

The announcer introduced the guest

his plane had been delayed.


A young prince walked on the stage,

from a kingdom far away.

As he stood at the podium,

he got nervous and began to sway.


“Lorraine!” he called out,

over the microphone from the stand.

My beautiful bride where are you?

please come take my hand.


The audience began to gasp,

and mothers face turned white

Sister fell over herself,

as Lorraine stood in the spotlight.


All hail the new princess,

the most beautiful women we know,

Shouted the crowd of onlookers,

from the front to back row.


Lorraine stepped on the stage,

the Prince took her by the hand.

The crowds shouted, “Hail Lorraine,

the prettiest woman in the land.”





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‍*** Andre Davison is the writer of this satirical and/or informative post.  All people are presumed innocent until proven guilty. I do not advocate violence or violating the law of any country. I retain ownership rights over the materials used, except for images and those materials cited in links from other sites, which are beyond my control. Comments in this blog are our opinion. Thanks for visiting Relative Insanity!

2 comments on “Ordinary Beauty (Poetic Short Story)

  1. Thanh says:

    I do trust all the ideas you’ve presented in your post. They’re really convincing and can certainly work.

    Nonetheless, the posts are very quick for novices.
    May you please lengthen them a bit from subsequent time? Thank
    you for the post.


    1. Thanh:

      I concentrate on Tanka and more traditional forms of poetry in this blog. However, I may share a short story from time to time if you like.

      Thank you for your input!

      God Bless!



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