There was young “lady" of Chester
Who not only dated a jester
But also and baker n' smith
whom she all liked to kiss
she's known as the great man-molester
Man Eater.
I was filleting a mackerel when I found a finger in its innards
not much left of it looked like a prawn shell with fingernail,
I said nothing dipped the fillets in flour and deep fried them
served with cucumber salad, boiled potatoes and melted
butter, just the way they like it in Sweden.
The finger was spotted again amongst all the stuff to be thrown
into the bin. great commotion, I said nothing, but have not since
been eating mackerels, they apparently feed on fishermen.
Eyes hypnotic, body exotic-
Envelop me in your embrace!
Oh, I fear your touches toxic-
They set my Heart to race!
As is my fashion, a hostage of passion,
And bathed in an amorous flood
And now I feel my feelings gnashing-
Like a shark that senses Blood!
Limerick : Once a tongue-twisting Pop Man-Eater
Once a tongue-twisting Pop Man-Eater
Went on rampage with just her Strummer
Tunes she hissed were so sweet
Crunched Frenchmen by the fleet
Watch Out ! ‘Merica ! for this Nor’-Easter !
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013