Villain Elle

Elle leaned into the headwinds of that bluff
when the judge told her she could not commit a crime.
She was a proper lady, but she was also tough.

She stole a gold watch from the judge’s personal stuff
and he told her she deserved no prison time.
Elle leaned into the headwinds of that bluff.

She shook and struck the judge, taking him by the scruff
and beating him like a Punch and Judy pantomime.
She was a proper lady, but she was also tough.

The judge cried out, at last, that he had had enough
and called the constables by the alarm bell’s chime.
Elle leaned into the headwinds of that bluff.

They tried to take her to jail, one to each cuff,
but she pulled free easily, as if their grip was but birdlime.
She was a proper lady, but she was also tough.

She ran from the constables, leaving them in a weary huff,
and fled to a seaside cliff, quick upon the climb.
Elle leaned into the headwinds of that bluff.

“Only one not born of woman can take me, Macduff!”
she cried, thinking of all her gender’s grit and grime.
She was a proper lady, but she was also tough.

She then flashed the constables with her muff
and looked out upon the sea one final time.
She was a proper lady, but she was also tough—
Elle leaned into the headwinds of that bluff.

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