FRACTURED FABLES #5 - LITTLE MS. MUFFIT

I was sitting alone

enjoying a freshly rolled bone 

on a bench in the shade of the steeple.

When Miss Molly Muffet

asked permission to puffit

I said, “Not now, there are too many people.”

Now you’ve got yer Muffit’s

and then there’s yer Tuffits

and of course, there’s yer curds and whey,

but when Ms. Molly  Muffit

asks permission to puffit

you’d best get the Hell out of my way.

Well, it’s a tangled web

between the flow and the ebb

but she was driving a brand new Spider.

So when Ms. Molly Muffit

said she’d like to puffit,

I jumped up and crawled in beside her.

OBTW, that ride in her Spider

sitting right there beside her

really worked out well for me.

To Ms. Molly’s benevolence

there is no equivalence,

an to her request I wholeheartedly agreed.

When Miss Molly Muffet

asked permission to puffit

I said, to hell with the rest of the people.”

Now I’m no longer alone

We’re making good use of my bone 

on the bench at the back of the steeple.

Copyright © 2012 Richard Lee King.  All Rights Reserved..