Dear Old Times Square's Favourite Bard

[waitingman]

Snaffled from aquandrian... 'When you see this, post your favourite poem'

One of many favourites from a current visitor to these shores...

I came so far for beauty, I left so much behind
My patience & my family. My masterpiece unsigned
I thought I'd be rewarded, for such a lonely choice
And surely she would answer such a very hopeless voice

I practiced on my sainthood, I gave to one and all
But the rumours of my virtue, they moved her not at all
I changed my style to silver. I changed my clothes to black
And where I would surrender, now I would attack

I stormed the old casino for the money and the flesh
And I myself decided what was rotten & what was fresh
And men to do my bidding. And broken bones to teach
The value of my pardon, the shadow of my reach

But no, I could not touch her with such a heavy hand
Her star beyond my order. Her nakedness unmanned
I came so far for beauty, I left so much behind
My patience & my family. My masterpiece unsigned