Steampunk Faerie

Steampunk faerie sat on the vintage car Peering long and hard, and way too far She could see past the horizon to her father’s house Where a kitten was toying with a tiny mouse How are your eyes this great? Someone asked. I am not sure, she said, they are gold, not masked. The asker looked into steampunk faerie’s eyes. Her corneas were amazingly large, a big surprise. We watched her standing there surveying the town It was sunset; she stood there, staring it down. We were amazed at her power, she was quite unique. Vintage car gave her passage, uplifting her in a squeak.