A Talent Discovered
The pink haired,
queen of the runway,
couldn’t handle
spiders in her boudoir.
When flying arachnid’s
trapeze was disrupted
for the fourth time;
arachnid moved into her
favorite hatbox and laid eggs.
Upon discovering the squatters,
Pink hair’s scream and subsequent faint,
sent eggs flying everywhere.
When she came around,
she quickly mastered…
tap dancing,
without one single lesson.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2017
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