The Black Widow Kind

or
 
The Cannibal Manable  
 
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My Willy's heart attack occurred at only ninety-five  
though three electric shocks and one quick valve repair or two  
plus half a dozen heart transplants kept Willy half alive    
to daily undergo the knife on every new code blue --  
while I, a total nervous wreck, soared straight to Gay Paree  
to chill and shop a bit before I jetted off to Rome  
to shop and chill a bit before I yachted to Capri  
to chill and shop and tan a bit before I rushed back home --  
since each brief honeymoon of mine, in running smooth on course,
huge assets brings -- with yet a pool boy hung like one huge horse.  
 
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