The BETTER PART(S) Of VALOUR - WINTER SPECIAL 1980...

Copyright MARVEL COMICS

Surprisingly (or maybe not), only around eight UK comic titles beginning with the letter 'V' have ever been published.  Valentine, Valiant, Valour, Vanguard, Venture, Victor, Viz, and Vulcan.  (If you want to amuse yourselves, you can have a go at dreaming up other possible titles for comics beginning with a 'V'.)

Meanwhile, though, I thought I'd show you the only Special to accompany Marvel's Valour, published back in the '80s.  I never knew about this Special, even though I bought the weekly comic for a while, and still have the first three issues.  Anyway, I obtained it recently via eBay and, as always, it provides me with immense satisfaction to return over 40 years into the past and check out something I should've owned at the time, but didn't.  (I do now though!)

Any Crivvies ever buy the weekly Valour or have this Special at the time?  Feel free to express yourselves in the comments section.

CONAN and RED SONJA copyright CPI

RECOGNISE THIS FELLA?

                                               I am the handsomest of men,
                                                   the ladies look, then look again;
                                                   I'm toned and fit, and tall and dark,
                                                   in my blue eyes resides a spark
                                                   which makes them tremble deep within
                                                   and lets me turn their hearts to 'sin'.
                                                   If truth be told, I'm quite a tease,
                                                   but women's eagerness to please -
                                                   to play the game of 'birds and bees'
                                                   and do their utmost to appease
                                                   my appetite for pleasures rare -
                                                   lets me perform with style to spare.

                                                   I am Adonis come to life,
                                                   all women wish to be my wife.
                                                   I conquer hearts with languid ease
                                                   and watch them buckle at the knees.
                                                   I laugh as their chins hit the floor
                                                   whenever I pass through a door.
                                                   E'en Sapphic slaves can't help but 'turn'
                                                   so filled with lust for me they burn,
                                                   their 'lady love' they all do spurn
                                                   and nevermore will they return
                                                   to their past wicked wanton ways,
                                                   such is the power of my gaze.

                                                   My skin is firm and tanned and smooth,
                                                   my honeyed words do serve to soothe
                                                   the fever in their lustful hearts,
                                                   pierced by cherubic Cupid's darts.
                                                   I cannot fail, I am God's gift
                                                   to women who require a 'lift'
                                                   to make them feel desired and young
                                                   by one so manly and well-hung,
                                                   who charms them with a silver tongue,
                                                   whose name and fame are so far-flung -
                                                   for me they'd all lay down and die...
                                                   and do so with a grateful sigh.

                                                   Who am I?  Why...

                                                   I'm Mr. Handsome.