The Sonnet Man Measures

Now if I could stretch parts of my body,
Women would call me Mister Fantastic,
Because my measurements would be naughty,
And they would be elastic and drastic.
This kind of power would be of great use
To someone that was in my position,
Who would gladly admit to the abuse
Of a power, that causes collisions.
When I would enter a room full of girls,
I would make sure that all eyes were on me,
Going through many lengths to save their world,
As far as their eyes were willing to see.
       Therefore, I would stretch more than just my height,
       And I would never have a lonely night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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