There Once Was A Poet Named Spink

There once was a poet named Spink
Who wrote love poems in invisible ink
To young women of pleasure
Until his dear wife Heather
Heated up that invisible ink of Spink!

(Messages written in invisible ink can be read either by heating up the paper or setting it on fire).

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