Hunting in exotic lands
Today we made an encounter
To never go home she cheerfully vowed
To never ever think of her children's athirstness
To deprive them life and never send anything
To replace them with foreign fruits of her never tiring womb
She has decided to make her legs
'her' source of provisions......
I concluded.

He made butter fly
And turned dragons to flies!

I heard you say you are an expert at selling anything
Even your body?

In his  fight-night presence
and
In his affectionless absence.