Cyrano Poem

Cyrano, like the skipper, was brave and sure. But this story, was not about a 3
hour tour. It is about a fearless man, with friends and foe galore. Who
couldn’t get Roxanne, the girl he’d fallen for. He could speak to women like
a Casanova but still the girls would just pass him over it was his nose that
made him busted and left the females quite disgusted he was a kind man, caring
and giving but people still starred, glaring or quivering he was known for his
sword, but of course his nose too he was rarely insulted, unless by a fool or
maybe Christian, testing his cool but he\'d come quick with his comebacks, till
their egos were blue he was challenged by hundreds, in sword fights but left his
opponents shaking with fright but he wanted nothing more, than to be with

Roxanne but he could not have her, she was taken by Christian he spoke for his
buddy, to convey his love because Christian was pretty, but dumb as a slug he
acted as though he was helping his friend but it was all part, of his master
plan he would enlighten Roxanne, on his undying love while hiding behind,

Christian’s nice mug but his plan went arry, during a bloody fight when

Christian was killed, while in Roxanne’s sight cyrano couldn’t tell her,
that it was him who had written, so gracefully, all those beautiful things he
would not make her suffer, any more than she had fore he knew that it would make
her, even more sad he kept his great secret, for 15 more years all of the while,
having no fears until he was hit, on the back of the head he was knocked
unconscious, and then he was dead but before cyrano took his great dirt nap his
vow of silence would finally snap he confessed to Roxanne all of his lies and
then he died, while by her side.