I've got beds of nails
and shank sharp floors,
but no one visits anymore.
Is it the weather?
The snow and ice?
Or, is it me in these freaky tights?
For Hannah's Naica Mine prompt at Real Toads. The cavern is actually filled with crystals, not ice, but it still reminded of Superman's Fortress of Solitude.
17 comments:
I love a poem that makes me smile on a Friday!
Fortress of Solitude. I'm impressed MZ - your stock just went up.
Very fun.
Haha! Poor Superman...
LMAO!
HA! This is awesome! :) Thanks for the giggle this morning, Mama Zen. ;)
He, he, he . . . got to laugh at the tights.
Well done!
I would love to see these crystal caverns.
Thanks for the smiles, I love it ~ Happy Friday ~
Ha--I have a feeling that you look considerably better in tights than superman. Have a great weekend and thanks for smile, MZ. k.
Definitely brought this image for me, too, MZ...thank you for bringing it to life!!
hahaha! ~
"..shank sharp floors." What in the **** do you drink in your coffee that results in a line like this? Whatever it is, send some my way.
Wow. Beautiful.
How I love this Mama Zen...in oh so many ways
This made me smile, one wouldn't want to be barefoot on those shank sharp floors!
This is great! Maybe it's the Kryptonite in your tights???
Love it!! Nothing like making fun of Super Man :)
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