This is a poem written in iambic petameter mocking the cantabery tales we read in class
A long long time ago there was a man
He was known near and far as hunter Dan
His age was twenty six or twenty four
He had friends his love and needed no more
His right hand man had forever been there
The love of women and hunting they shared
With their heads filled big they walked around town
Fighting any competition they found
They'd go out to drink and hang with the guys
Partying hard until the sun would rise
Together they played the women they met
On who got how far and how fast, they'd bet
A grade up to nine they would give each one
But to receive a ten has not been done
He'd treat them as well as he could afford
Day after day before he grew bored
To find one who's stature compared to him
Seemed too great a task with chances to slim
But unexpectedly Dan met his match
He knew this was no ordinary catch
He saw her one night at the local bar
And studied her ev'ry move from afar
For the first time, he may have found a ten
He would even pay a couple of yen
Her radiance shined through her quaint smile
Fixated on her he stared for a while
Oblivious to her reputation
She was much more notorious than him
All kinds of men would bow down at her feet
She would lead them on with lies and deceit
It's obvious the power she possessed
Was only due to the size of her breasts
Her name was Eve, she was perused by all
She had even been sought out by Prince Paul
When loathed by women of envy and spite
She would flirt with their men with much delight
As Dan prepped his game and walked...
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