The Banquet Never dared he risk an error, Casanova with a ring, handsome, tame suburban terror, Casanova on a string,     Casanova, the best:     a lovely beast, a beast to feast     from pillow to post,     a beast to boast. Strictly keeping love on ration, flagging unions he would fling into quivering pain and passion, Casanova on a string,     Casanova, the best:     from pillow to post,     a lovely beast, a beast to feast,     a beast to boast. He was feared and much desired through his life's eternal spring till the repetition tired Casanova on a string,     Casanova, the best:     a beast to boast,     a lovely beast, a beast to feast     from pillow to post.         But he has been tied where it matters the most to Casanova, and the sting still urges him on from pillow to post each time his wife gives a pull on the string —     O Casanova, the best:     a beast to boast     from pillow to post,     a lovely beast served up for a feast. Thomas Land If you have any comments on this poem, Thomas Land would like to hear from you.