The arrow couldn’t fly
any faster into that disaster.
Cupid’s shooting a Pinocchio’s nose.
Cinderella’s got one bare foot on
and she just met the guy. Medusa’s
got a snake farm in Texas, sells shoes
that cost more than the dump Gretel’s
living in. Heard the Match Girl’s
working on an oil rig. And Romeo,
oh, Romeo, I think the condom
Poem and photo by Ann Kestner.