Within the mists of time
a father betroth his daughter to the hugest man in the village
The man was black hearted and fierce.
He was evil, sadistic and cold in his fierceness
It bit me like a delicious spider-monkey
Because I bit it first.
My sister is young. Yet she is knowledgeable.
Growing into an Empire State building
Out of the frying pan and into the fire it went
“Where there were no onlookers”
He concluded
We float on the rocks.
More buoyant then them,
quite contented with their matrimony.