Birthday Battle~Dark Poetry for the Cruelest month 2016

She was kissing a frog
with a mangoed breath,
So, she barely escaped
the embrace of Death.

He loved her so,
this hooded creep,
he took great pains
her Soul to reap.

In his lust, he forgot
the Marine in her veins,
and the hearty witchy cackle
that would be his bane.

With heroic parkoured moves
she flew threw the town
before she coughed and turned
to put Death down.

Hammer in her hand,
Courage in her gut,
She faced Death's stare
then promptly kicked his butt.

So Immortals take heed
before you try to take this girl down.
She won't go easy
or with a saddened frown.

She will cackle and she'll dance,
Your dignity she'll take.
And when she is done
she'll sit down to tea and cake!

Happy birthday, Magaly!


This weeks prompt was to write a birthday dirge for Magaly. You can find more here:
http://magalyguerrero.com/write-me-a-birthday-dirge-dark-poetry-for-the-cruellest-month-2016-day-2/