Auntie Opteryx

Scene: upskirter flees Dorothy Perkins.
Under Twilight's skirt, the dipsy murkens.
Perspective primes fine pair of Jeff Jarretts
- Auntie Opteryx's, th'acrobattl'axe.
She's vigilantess of Jiggle City, 
dinobird dame unniggled by pity
for perv on lam full 35 seconds
- w/ Auntie Opteryx, he ain't reckoned.
Nightingale-svelte tho' sans its tenor's song,
she glides to the pavement to snap off schlongs.
Did adultte Owlette & grownup Gecko
beget this flying lizard queen hero-
ine, who strikes a Black Orchid pose as her
rough justice peyronises upskirters
on moonrise patrol of Jiggle City?
TERF in specs her secret identity
(to paraphrase Mr. Yoko Ono,
TERFs are the n*****s of the Woke, you know),
feathered feminist, cone-bra'd Urvogel
next snaps Schrodingalings of hired muscle,
grunts for moody Oestrogel traffickers,
Teenage Mutant Transgender Weightlifters.
But ripped cisophobes are not th'only rogues.
There's evil so shameless, it'd have to rouge
up to satanically blush: archfoe
of Auntie's the Press tag 'Paedo Poirot'.
Sex offender who's not a Belgian sleuth,
but so tagged because his bulge-on for youths
has a tell: he twiddles his Old World tash.
Scene: outpacing a panda, in a flash
of pennaceous cape & dashing rectrix,
several rectrices, Auntie Opteryx  
clockwises bulge-on of hebo Hercule.
His pinot noir pulped scalp soon pinned to the school
gates. Paedo Poirot's husherup, Hastings,
l/ Treason May, whitewashes posh nonce-rings.
'Swhy Auntie Opteryx must take the law
into her own vestigial claws. Phwoar,
perspective primes fine pair of Jeff Jarretts,
swinging overhead l/ sweet chariots
when the voluptuous and volucrine
vixen viraginous to men of crime, 
this raptor-raptor Amazonian
conducts her nightly aerial recon 
of Jiggle City's jungle-statute spots.
Scene: small hour beatdown on bumbaclot
Kwasi Kwartengs of cwack cocwaine attests
to Auntie's thoroughness, then to the Nest
she flies. (Quem quaeritus, Kwasi Kwartengs
of cwack cwocwaine? They seek cwackheads quacking
- soz, I mean 'clucking' - for a huff of base
as free as the markets that throw ambsace
for victims of the real quidquake Kwasis,
subprimers driven to the wares of the Yardies).
The Nest is her bapcave, well, her garret
where clair de lune outlines her Jeff Jarretts.
Our shero switches to civilian
duds as unseen hasheating Alsation
barks, predawn cat chorus of one lone mutt
hounds the hood. Scene, exterior: shot cuts
to hasheating Alsation as it barks.
Scene unseen: Auntie Opteryx unmasks.