Mr Meal Meets Miss Cherish
An immediate connection today
In faerie land, people of the fey.
Wings could not stop moving all aflutter.
Cherish’s hair was soft, warm as butter.
Mr. Meal’s antennas zoomed in on her.
He had an itch and Cherish was the cure.
He was a stranger in Faerie Village
Had to go slow not plunder or pillage.
Made friends with her brothers and sisters too.
Baked pie for them, and cooked a mean beef stew.
Give him a chance! They implored their sister.
Fabulous cook, he’d be a great mister!
So Cherish and Mr. Meal got married.
Over threshold, she was quickly carried.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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