Love Shock

I’m looking for a tactic
To seduce one, Ana Phylactic.

If I could get just half a knock,
my goodness what a shock

to my system that would be -
and oh, the difference to me!

Her bee-sting lips,
her snake-like hips,
are simply so divine!

Over her I’m simply nuts,
so please but me no buts!
Let me lie with her a while
and share with her what’s mine!

Her half-sister, Ana Phylaxis,
spun me round her axis!
Now I’m half dead
in my hospital bed
with little or no more praxis.

Iona Prophylactic?
She saw me yesterday -
safe as Hell, she said she was!
Well, what more can I say?

Except that I am bedridden
The pain won’t go away
Wild women – wild horses?
I’ll ride them someday . . .