Man Eaters On the Mat
O! Ye a Man-eater on the prowl in awe
Holding passion at arms quaking to her chest
Ripple in drama tuned, turned to hilarity
True hunger in her heat, I muse the instincts.
Echo's in her raw rapacity Intrude
Freedom born from her deadly ferocity
Roars of seduction crafted in tender fury
Hear her wails to the master for entrapment.
Yielding to the predator in temptation
Ecstatic labyrinth in cupidity;
He devours her hunger filling her with joy
Mating they lost cannibalistic fancies.
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