For Keira Knightly Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

VENUS AMAZOS

Goad not endowment with that good Knightly
Small wares still stand and tip their milky way;
Cut the straps of 'A' cups clasped so lightly.

Women know such ends can chafe most rashly
As the fabric's stretched from overlay
And nightshirts drenched draw comments crassly.

Venus Amazos, buff the shoulder slightly
Let loose your arrows on the streaking day
Pierce deep with left-fletched rose-tips tiny.

Wild girl who fought and quivered mightily
Discard the blouse and let detractors stay
To view that torso decked so scantily.

Sad men, see now exposed so blindingly
Mini-meteors touch the sky in play
And burn convention incorruptibly.

So brazen Hippolyta go boldly
Show us once more your martial front, I pray.
Do not go clothed again slim beauty
Stay topless breastplate warrior Keira K.