Sally Gossamer Wingstep Met Marcus V. Featherstone
Attending the Queen’s Annual High Tea
The danced and talked and walked together
In the warm manner of increasing complementarity
A touch of highlight crimson rose
Colouring the tips of Sally’s forewings
Soon she found she had forgotten
To share the gist of many amazing things
Marcus managed to hide his stammer
Girls! Curiously an ever-haunting mystery
Together they had soon discovered
A sharing in fairiekynd’s land and winged history
The Queen rose, oh so soon!
The High Tea was now at its end
Sally and Marcus bade the other their adieus
Dwelling in the warmth that such a meeting did attend
Oh yes, sleep would elude them
A shared dream now a waking reality
But where to end this little story
Of a love lacking in any signs of finality
Would you grant this poet reprieve for this his crime:
Who makes his adieu abandoning you with there’ll be more in time?
Run jump quick
Roll over, play dead
Fetch this stick
What’s your name?
Rover? Jay? Fred?
Let’s have another game
There’s no crate
You’re totally free range
Ain’t that great?
OH! We’d better go outside
Seems you liked dinner,
But THAT Mama can’t abide.
Time for bed
Yeah we have a little sister
But I like you so much better instead
Here’s some pillow to borrow
Oh there’s so much we’re gonna do
Sleep tight…see ya tomorrow!
Getting home late, it’s a bit after ten!
Watch it, little nurse; you’re doing it again—
Taking care of patients better’n yourself.
If you’re not careful you’ll be back broke on the shelf!
‘Love your neighbor’ is what they say,
But that’s not until your dead tired, okay?
Yes, some charges are HIGH MAINTENANCE;
And if you could you’d give ‘em a hard penance.
Just see you get home at a more reasonable hour:
Put up some boundaries, use your Nursey Power!
Of course, you’ll keep going that extra mile—
Just get some sleep to renew your awesome smile!