
It’s been too long,
between the tales,
of Faeries unangelic–
–of ever afters
light on laughter
in places unidyllic…
That’s not to say
those written there
are always the benighted,
as Little Bic–
Lighter Chick
keeps the place well-lighted.
A hapless smoker
she often toked her–
–self an evening Phattie,
bought a Bic,
to do the trick,
and lost out on her happy–
ending since–
–without a pinched–
expression, and some Matches,
her story bored
–the overlord
of
Fairy Tale actors.
That picky dude
was pretty rude,
when cutting her from classics,
but not as bad,
as surgeon that,
altered Beast with plastics,
and while the process,
to slim proboscis,
was Hollywood effective…
The newfound cutie
learned 2 Beauties
altered tale’s objective.
Like Chicken Big,
missed out on Gig,
when diet proved undoing…
The nervous bird,
screamed out wrong words,
at crux of reader viewing…
That piggish hen,
was eating when,
role in tale was callin’
and thus engrossed
yelled out this toast:
“Help, the Pie is fallin’!”
But Piper Guy
was just too high,
to catch the tumbling Torte,
and let the boon,
stand in for tune,
to rodents he deported–
–a tale you’ll not,
observe as plot,
in standard Fairy fiction,
since fallen scraps
increased the rats,
and thereby contradiction.
I hope you got a kicK outta this series. If you missed the other verses, you can catch uo by clicking below. ThanX for coming by. 🙂
March 29, 2023 





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