Learned 

Some men can do no more

She, not you, is the one
He, ethereal in April
He was present in May 
He stiff-armed you in June & July 
Accept this toughest of truths

She will become the one
He danced elsewhere in April
He was absent in May
He spat you poison in June & July 
Accept that he’s long done his worst

Such men can do no more

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