Madame Woe
Author's Note: Enjoy the poem and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Power Rangers franchise.
Summary:
A poem based on Madame Woe from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.
The wrath-witch
Alack! Has she danced into bore's stain?
Losing where she was going with her speech on suffering?
The Majestic Maven of Malevolence
Or the frozen white mask that controls rain, heat, and cold?
Her engaging feminine attention and bodily gyrations
Designating the turn and churn of the elements
The ascent of the sun
The acceleration of the wind and sea
Oohahaha, the sting of her anger! The blows from her blue braids!
Gathered together, favours of the crown jewel upon her forehead
But gathered together, the Power Coins, escaping her dimension
Sleet
Snow
An erroneous foe
Woe is she! Madame Woe!