Assaf1981 Posted November 21, 2022 Share Posted November 21, 2022 Pretty and tough, Petite and posing, Ready for fighting! sporting slanted eyes And sallow skin, And hair dark Like the night sky, knee-high boots for her footwear, A simple sleeveless Leotard She wore also. A real beauty, A perfect fit For a wrestlerette. However, however, She’s not just Any wrestlerette! No, for behold: Her long, thin staff, Simple and wieldy! Intimidating Indeed, for a girl So young and petite! Yet be not fooled by her charm, Nor her size, Nor her skills with A quarterstaff, For she has one more Weapon-a weapon that extends from her very own body! A scorpion’s stinger; That is right- A scorpion’s stinger, Extending from her butt And arching over Her head, ready To deliver severe Agony to her foes; Whether young Or old, or males Or females-whoever! That stinger she can Disguise as a necklace, Concealing it from her Unwary foes until The time to strike Is right, then she strikes- Like she did so many others Who have fought her, To their surprise And to their demise! Yet while they’re writhing In grievous suffering, She speaks, softly, With an eastern accent, Invoking the name Of ‘Mother Serket’, Which is the last Thing her opponents hear. Tis the picture I have drawn Of a femme fatale a teenage boy described to me Before he expired. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted November 21, 2022 Share Posted November 21, 2022 Oh my, the structure of the poem emulates the content. A little scary, the drawing looks more innocent than the poem implies. Interesting, descriptive piece. ~~Tink 1 Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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