No One Is More Steampunk Than Me
Steampunk bunny was not sure his outfit was fine.
He thought it was mediocre and soon began to whine.
You are more than okay, he was reassured by a bee.
No one is any more aerodynamically steampunk than me.
What do you mean? Bunny asked the flying machine.
Look at these wings, they are short, not long, wide or lean.
Technically I should not even be able to fly, steampunk bee said.
But I have been flying since birth and will do so until dead.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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