Miss Walters (Poem)
By StickyScribbles

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When other investigators falter.
They call Miss Walters.
From a sniper's nest, to chasing clues.
This prudish cougar will relentlessly hunt monsters until they are through.

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With twisted perfectionist valor.
Miss Walters boast about the Gorgon's Manor final hours.
No more monstrous pleasure resort.
Planting evidence shall bring them the hurt.

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However, her fate was sealed.
What exited instead was a foxy new deal.
Forced snug fursuit, oh so tight.
Resisting her guilty pleasure left her moaning all night.

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High heels for paws.
Hatred for lust.
With a flick of her tail.
The raid on the Gorgon's Manor was a bust.

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