Men of Harlequin
(ttto Men of Harlech)
by Michael McAfee

Men of Harlequin romances
Make the best of circumstances
Wooing, fighting or at dances
They're just what you need

Muscled chests that nicely ripple
Skin so bronze from head to nipple
Just a slightly pouting lip'll
Bring them in to read

Writers try to flourish
Words with which to nourish
Fantasies, erotic sleaze
For ladies who are tired of feeling pure-ish

Bodice busting, bosoms thrusting
People trying to repress their lusting
Leaving lots of zippers rusting
Onward, Fabio!