She is the Wankers choice for Lorraines Woman of the Year.

Her big tits need to be released for us to wank over

In the domain of calculated moves and cunning,
Where guile meets strategy in a darkened den,
There emerges a figure, always winning,
Victoria Coren, the mastermind, beyond ken.

Her words, a relentless cascade of intellect,
Sharp and incisive, cutting through the night,
In poker's theater, her plays intersect,
A commander-in-chief, orchestrating the fight.

A visage adorned with a smirk of knowing,
Hiding secrets that rivals dare not glean,
With cards in hand, her opponents are showing,
A prowess unmatched, a reigning queen.

In the realm of literary prowess, she reigns,
Each sentence a gauntlet, each phrase a rebuke,
Her prose, a tempest that nothing restrains,
A literary goliath, no one can refute.

Beyond the felt and ink, her presence looms,
An imposing figure in the world's grand scheme,
A force that challenges, confronts, and assumes,
Victoria, the audacious, the poker dream.

In this ruthless arena of bluffs and taunts,
She stands tall, fearless in her approach,
A phoenix rising, her adversaries haunt,
In her, audacity and victory encroach.