A poem for a friend

This poem was dreamt up a couple of days ago, in mockful spirit.

Ballad for a friend

There once was a guy named Balthazar,
He knew very much and he travelled far.
One day he met a cute hot blond,
With a bodacious body of which he grew fond.
Flirt they did much, way into the day,
So long did they talk that he convinced her to stay.
Shame in the end the tale did conclude,
It proved to be quite a short interlude!