A Folk Tale, Recounted

As I was walking down the road, the strangest sight to see
For there, so showed, by this very road, a quim stood mewling at me
Its eyes were bright, its eye’s fixed tight
On me as I walked along
It’s mane so light, I fear’d no bite
As I sang my joyful song.

‘Oh fair quim,’ I sang, as I strolled along so jolly
‘I see your fang’d and spitting mouth, that gapes at me so drolly’
The quim just mewled, and hunched it’s back, it’s wings set to unfold
And so unto this mewling quim I swift a story told

‘Dear quim’ I spake, (for safety’s sake
Withdrawn unto a distance)
‘I could but skance just half a glace
Till I knew your true existence

The quim it burbled like a brook, as I haply prattled on
And at the end it’s haunches shook and wings came out a span;
The wings they were so scarlet bright, I could bare believe mine eyes
But I tickl’d the quim so softly slight it could not me despise

And it buckl’d under my caress that it’s loyalty had won
And the quim it drooled so happily, on and on and on
And in my pocket I found food, for this quim to engorge on
So produced some meat, that I had cleat, that day from some cruel gorgon.

The quim it madly suckl’d, on this sausage snake so fine
That I thought it may just follow me, forever to be mine
But after that one sustenance had been used until exhaustion
The quim it merely mewled again, requesting one more portion

And so again, I fed the beast some newly procur’d flesh
A meat so new that even you could guarantee it fresh
And the quim it gorged, and mewled and spat, and asked for further more
And when I said that none remained it produc'd an angry roar

A roar that shook the very hills, that shook the very earth
And as I cower’d so helplessly it feasted on my girth!

So here’s my lesson then to you, that you should listen well
If a quim you should see wandering, on any lonely dell
Then tease it not, unless you’ve got
Sufficient food to feed it
For that creature is insatiable, and will claim the meat that’s needed.