Though she was fair of face,/
with a figure and body to match,/
she complained how oft it was the case/
that men use lust to bait and catch.

I shant trash her then/
with ordinary mail crudeness./
I’ll instead pick up my pen,/
and woo her with non-lewdness!

Instead of seducing her with a blunt tool,/
I’ll write words creative and sharp./
For it is only a oafish fool/
who woos with a hammer instead of a harp.

Because, as we’ve all been forewarned,
the pen is mightier than the sword!