My hero touched me here

Supergirl flew through the town
A blur of blue and red
She took with her a needle
And two spools of silken thread

She looked through each and every skirt
Inspecting underwear
Some wore leggings, some wore tights
Others were quite bare

But some had knickers, some had thongs,
And these she knelt before
And carefully she stitched a symbol
They could not ignore

Very soon the screams began
She heard them bitch and whine
‘How dare he lift my skirt!’ cried some
While others, ‘Why not mine?’

Supergirl grinned ear to ear
To hear her cousin curse
As news of new apparel
Spread across the Twitterverse

New knickers, thongs and pants on sale
That symbol on the rear
Inscribed in front a message proud:
‘My hero touched me here!’

Her Mistress X danced with delight
The cat that got the cream
‘We’ve made a pretty penny here
I love this evil scheme!’

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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