#muffet
Sat on a sedan
Spiderman took her hand.
Went down on one knee
And said
Will you marry me?
I cannot face
The rest of eternity
With each generation's
Take on modernity.
It's old fashioned values
I look for and see -
Your confidence,
Common sense,
Your honesty,
Sincerity,
Your quirkiness
And peacableness.
But most of all
Your peerless take on life
Is what does it for me.
Will you be my wife?
Spiderman, Spiderman,
How you do woo!
And you have such qualities
That draw me to you -
Your patience,
Respect,
Your considerable intellect,
Your gentleness,
Strength of mind -
I could go on at length and find
You could be my cobweb?
I could be your fly?
Could you be the man for me
Until the day I die?
What more can I say than
You may have concurred
That I do things my own way.
So can you guess?
Little Miss Muffet Said Yes!
And do you know what?
As they lay there
On that Le Corbusier chair
Without a care in the world -
And you know it's not novel
To be graphic -
They were not afraid at all.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 4:31 PM UTC
Little Miss Muffet
Sits not on a tuffet
But on a Le Corbusier chair.
Curds and whey
Are not for her
As she is a vegan
And rarely eats between meals.
Along comes Spiderman,
Sits down on a sedan
And questions her
On all things entomological
And graphic novels.
And do you know what?
She is not afraid at all!
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 4:30 PM UTC
Little Miss Muffet
Sits on her knees
Eschews cottage cheese
Does as she pleases.
No cobwebs
Or flies on her.
Life does not frighten her
Either side or during
Any meal.
And do you know what?
I am not afraid to say
I could write
A graphic novel
About my ideal
New Millennial Girl.
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC