Another poetical story- any criticisms or comments are appreciated.
Benjamin Lockwood loved Ashley Kent,
And so offered his hand with the best of intents
Ashley being pretty and smart,
Set down her terms, and then snatched his heart.
Lockwood would propose again by the sea,
On the shore of an island off the coast of Maui.
After two weeks of planning the agreed upon trip,
Ben finally swept Ashley away on a ship.
They arrived at the island on the fifth of May,
And rented a cottage that looked out o’er the bay.
Then one evening in the shade of a tree,
Benjamin queried again on one knee.
Ashley laughed, reddened, and started to cry,
Then started to speak with a petulant sigh.
“I’ll never love you, you pitiful fool,
Though you’ve served me well as a financial tool.
The man I love lives here, you see,
And he’s down on the shore, just waiting for me.
And while this trick I can’t condone,
I’d have never made it here alone.”
She turned and ran off to find her man,
Leaving her poor victim alone on the sand.
Benjamin Lockwood went home to his bed,
Pulled out a gun, and shot himself dead.