The Three Mesketeers 21st Century Style

The Three Musketeers - 21st Century Style

Porthos Impulsive - (M) fights first then wonders why
Athos Ladies man - (M0 fights for all females
Aramis Sentimental - (F) looking for true love
Dartagnan Gallant and noble - (M) madly in love with Constance
Constance wise owl - (F) Deals with all their problems

All for one and one for all
Their glasses in a toast they call
Pothos downed his double quick
Coughed and spluttered then was sick
Athos let his gaze take in
All the parties fine women
Aramis the soppy one
Sought a partner for some fun
Dartagnan held Constances gaze
Contance shrugged so not amazed!

All sought partners for to dance
Dartagnan first with his Contance
Aramis had caught the eye
Of a truly handsome guy
Athos needed to choose soon
At his feet the ladies swooned
Porthos chose a frumpy maid
Hoping blindly to get laid
So they took to the floor to dance
All dreaming of a new romance

Dartagnan flitted round the floor
Wanting Constance ever more
Full of poise and gracefulness
Smiling at his sweet Constance
Contance looked about dismayed
Knew the way they all behaved
Breathed in deep and heaved a sigh
Wondering oh why oh why
Dartagnan tried to steal a kiss
Constance stepped aside he missed

Aramis who was a girl
Was dancing gaily in a whirl
She'd partnered such a handsome dude
Their gyrating was quite rude
Constance noticed tutted loud
Made her way across the crowd
Stopped poor Aramis and spoke
Then berated the poor bloke
Aramis then took his hand
Smiling sweetly as she planned

Athos found it hard to choose
Romanced them all so none would lose
Sent the women quite insane
For his charm was clearly plain
Gallantly he danced with each
Kissed his suitors on their cheek
Caused some pandemonium
Women fighting for his charm
Constance came to stop the row
Athos ignored it for now

Pathos smiled at his new beau
Deftly danced her to and fro
Punched a guy for getting close
Blood then streamed from the guys nose
Constance was there double fast
Mopped his face chastised Pathos
Pathos shrugged away his shame
Sought his partner once again
Saw her standing on her own
Had second thoughts and danced alone

Dartagnan's pulse was racing fast
When Constance flitted quickly past
She truly was his one desire
When she spoke he felt afire
He followed every move she made
Always there to give his aid
Constance was so unaware
Neither knew nor did she care
She cared for all the musketeers
Picked them up or mopped their tears

Aramis was feeling good
Her partner strongly understood
She was looking for a date
To be her life long soul mate
He knew if he played his cards right
He'd have her love this very night
Aramis was fit to bust
Hardly concealing her lust
Strutting round and round the floor
Made him want her even more

Athos with his harem then
Deftly fought a gentleman
Punched him squarely he went down
Landing neatly on the ground
Took the ladies hand who glanced
Led them off to have a dance
Constance was now full of woe
She'd had enough time to go
She beckoned to the musketeers
To swiftly finish off their beers

Porthos drank again too quick
Gave a belch and then was sick
Aramis was filled with woe
Really didn't want to go
Athos approached with girls in tow
Wishing he could stay not go
Dartagnan sipped his beer and gazed
At Constance's beauty he was crazed
Constance glared at everyone
Then made them leave their night was done

All for one and one for all
They bravely cried their battle call
Porthos staggered down the street
Barely standing two left feet
Athos grumbled all the way
Wasn't happy, wanted to play
Aramis was sobbing too
Thought she'd found a love so true
Dartagnan kept his gaze on Constance
Walking behind at a distance

Round a corner near a park
Came the cries of a dogs bark
Looking closer through the rails
They noticed men pulling it's tail
In they piled ready for fight
The dog scarpered into the night
Six of them against these four
Thought they'd beat them that's for sure
Aramis gave the first punch
The man dropped down and lost his lunch

Now the odds were better so
Porthos had his turn to go
Deftly felled him in one blow
Watched the others run and go
All for one and one for all
Sang the chorus from them all
This had made their spirits soar
Laughter rang out with a roar
Onwards now towards their beds
Sleep was needed for their heads

Jane Shields 02nd October 2016