Target Acquired  

In mesmerizing manifestations
There are these creatures we call ladies
Who need not whisper incantations
Nor ride in an overpriced Mercedes
To inveigle men into their snare.

No...all they need is to give a look;
The persistent tarry of that voodoo stare
That hints of a tropically dulcet nook
Ever coaxing the iron blood of men
To somehow overcome the stumbling blocks
Whenever Cupid's dart is born again
Into Aphrodite's beloved cocks...

Known world wide for the hens they peck
And sometimes enhanced by prosthetic tech!