I'm not a little teapot
Simple, short and stout
When I get steamed up
I don't scream or shout.
I'm not Humpty Dumpty
High up on his wall
The King's men and horses
Will not aid me if I fall.
I'm not Jack or Jill
I won't climb that freaking hill
To fetch the damn water
If death is not my will.
I'm not Little Miss Muffet
With her nasty curds and whey
One tiny little spider
Can't scare me away.
I'm not Little Bo Peep
I don't like stupid sheep
If they followed me all day,
I'd shoot and you would weep.
I'm not a bedtime story
There's no sugar in my rhymes
My words about as sweet
As a hundred thousand limes.
When I prepare a massive feast
With pork, mutton, and egg
You'll know who killed the creatures
And when you hear your children beg,
'We want to hear the happy one! '
No words will come to mind
For all the horrors of this world
Are all that you will find.
(July 2010)
Rafe Chanteloup
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unfairy-tale/
