stabbed in the chest with a fork

I missed yesterday, so here are two daft little poems.

there was a young woman from York
who was stabbed in the chest with a fork
it prised her apart
and twisted her heart
which tightened to maximum torque

there was a young lady from France
whose steamy insides led a dance
magnetic their moves
hypnotic their grooves
her beauty her cogs did enhance

About Frank

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