unfairly fairy
she lived in a fry pan next to the fridgeusing the handle as some kind of bridge
she'd sleep all day not a word, not a peep
she came alive once the house fell asleep
she'd climb out onto the pan's fragile mantle
and on her way out she'd grab a candle
she'd strike the match and touch the wick
a flame appeared, "that does the trick."
she ran through drawers and personal things
like photos, wallets, bracelets and rings
she hid cell phones, car keys and such
and stole loose change but, "never too much."
she smiles and lies and makes things up
computer files she was sure to corrupt
small as a button but what a thief
"why be a chump when you can be a chief ?''
she lived in a fry pan next to the fridge
and peeked and blinked beyond it's ridge
she dreamed of worlds where dreams came true
but mostly thought of troubling you
she'd dance and sing in the medicine chest
and sabotage that pregnancy test
she had one rule on hating and loving :
"if you can't stand the heat, don't stand in the oven !"
she lived in the kitchen in the old, old house
she pickled the pig and mauled the mouse
she squashed the spider and cooked the goose
but liked Riding Hood, she let her loose.
2007
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