Warrior M a Praying Mantis
Both armies scatter when they see warrior M appear
A fierce female mantis who always inspires great fear
Even her boy cousins no longer make fun or jeer
She has already made six powerful husbands disappear
Warrior M smiles as the armies disperse up and down the hill
Turning tail and running as if she is the ultimate scary Jill
Her armor, steed and spear have not one bit of female frill
Terrified males run away from her faster than lemons can spill
As you may have suspected, she bites off each head
The second her menfolk lure her into a room with a bed.
She cannot help being a mantis, her life is well-lead.
There goes an unsuspecting suiter, not-so-smart-Fred.
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