Little black Willy

Little black Willy perched on his hill

fangs astride a suctioning bug –

legs a dangle, eyes askew sitting quite still,

watching Miss Muffett’s glittering bangle

Bouncing mid -air as she fell in his lair

his cobweb was shattered as his lunch was scattered

Somersaulting back in to land

– she’d won in the tangle as he got lost in the mangle

and wound up splattered by her fair hand !

 

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