A Serious Question

A kitten went a-walking
One morning in July,
And idly fell a-talking
With a great big butterfly.

The kitten's tone was airy,
The butterfly would scoff;
When there came along a fairy
Who whisked his wings right off.

And then--for it is written
Fairies can do such things--
Upon the startled kitten
She stuck the yellow wings.

The kitten felt a quiver,
She rose into the air,
Then flew down to the river
To view her image there.

With fear her heart was smitten,
And she began to cry,
'Am I a butter-kitten?
Or just a kitten-fly?'

by Carolyn Wells

Comments (16)

all yall you can come ride this dickkkkk but it aint for free.
Well written poem about the expectations of society on women..
there is only one thing i have to say; L
“Time holds great surprises.” From his neat head unquestionably rises a small balloon…”but for the grace of God…” the poem is composed life like
I said it before, I will say it again. Get rid of these dried out white women on my computer. They sound awful. There are plenty actors around that are much better than a computer generated voice.
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