from “Jeopardy”

Life’s tough choices. Beauty

contests, for instance, three goddesses

and a mortal judge, a straight-ahead

guy, no counter-intuitive there.

He taps the no-brainer button

and what’s his reward? A drop-dead

gorgeous babe, sex to die for,

envy of his mates in Troy.

Greeks up in arms, want her back,

lay siege? No problem:

one sensational shot with his bow

and arrow at the unprotected heel

of their pouty, vain hero

and Paris is home free. Except for

the wrath of Athena, goddess of war,

wisdom, justice, and other big-time stuff,

who doesn’t take rejection lightly

and oversees the burning of his city.

Next time, his father tells him, just before

he screws up in single combat and a two-bit

Greek dispatches him with a poisoned arrow,

go for the fierce, the bookish one.

From Jeopardy (2018)