I   presented  a   bequest  to my  beloved,

     At the  expense   of  the  consortium,  I mentor.

     She  approvingly   accepted the endowment,

     And  her  shower  of  warmth  decanted upon me.

     Those  disapproving  elements  excluded themselves.

     Still they maintained  a decent silence.

     Hush !!!  The    consortium  is conceiving   currently.

     Let  us  not  disturb  this  grand   conception.  

    In  the  grand  conception,   an  element  of  deception.

    Conception conceived  the  deception in conjunction

    But  a  tweet,    unexpected,  uncovered the charade,

    And  my ‘bequest’  fell apart    in  open .

   Fingers   pointed   at me from all-around. 

   Guarding  for myself,  I    assaulted    all alone.

   I  was  shouted  down and  I  was  shunted  out.

   Disgraced  and  disgruntled,  I was plunked, unaided.