Whilst walking in Caledon Eyre,
A scoundrel approached with a dare,
He said, "lift up your blouse,
Or I'll throw you this mouse!"
In response I shot back with a stare,
I said, "Why do you treat me like that?
We've nary had time for a chat."
As a good girlwithguns,
I rezzed several fine ones,
And he scurried forgetting his hat.