Little Miss Muffet

Little Miss Muffet stood next to the buffet

Munching on crackers and brie.

Along came a spider, it crawled up beside her

Saying, "Baby, you could go places with me.

I could send your career into corporate high gear,"

he said, ogling her curves with delight.

"Hey, my web's down the street, let's swing over, my sweet,

And discuss your promotion tonight."

But Little Miss Muffet said, "Jerk, kindly stuff it,

Move your eight hair arms for a start.

Better clean up your act, 'cause it might get you sacked.

Now get lost or I'll see you in court."

circa. early 1994. mlle.

continue, you freak.

don't laugh at me either.