Narcissus

It was in the ancient myth of Greek:
A boy whose beauty his passions seek
Fell in love with himself; a misplacement of taste,
When he should love a girl with delicate waist.
Took a voyage to the pool, love enkindled fire
Upon his cute mirages, he began to admire.
And stepped into the waters to catch his fine brand
Quenched the fire enkindled love where he cannot stand.
Oh Narcissus, your self love made you a fool
To deprive girls of your love and die in a pool
You need Philosophy if you had gone to school.
Now you’ve read the poem is it untutored or cool?
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