Hearts For Sale

I am writing this poem is in parts/chapters and given below is how the first part goes..

Part 1 : A Silly Naive Boy

A silly, naive boy,
Of six and ten years,
On a business of sleuth,
Came into this harpy town.

On a quest for a heart,
He was close to his destination,
He asked this borough,
For further direction.

He asked the mayor,
He asked the sheriff,
And for every answer,
He paid its tarriff.

He is moneyed, Oh my!
A silly, naive, rich boy,
Let’s make a fool of him,
If only for some vile joy!

The silly naive boy walking down,
To west of the town square,
Through narrow alleys, shadowed stalls,
With rotten-black antiquities, however rare!

Left, right, left, and another left.
Brought him to the market’s pride,
It’s hefty guidepost reading :

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continued on Saturday as a collab post!!! Excited😁