You poaching vamps and vixens
with eyes of a closing falcon
and paws of a cottony cat, do tell:
how does one learn your magic spells?
Where others need much thought
and a diet of long hard study,
by heart and instinct
you already know stratagems
of seizing victims by surprise.
And when you wax an eyeful,
you blind his pupils with your shine.
Lastly then you coax and prize
where to land your winsome mark,
once you ply your language’s tongs.
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