Stinger's Stung By Singer's Tongue After Lewis Carroll Mad Gardener's Song Sylvie And Bruno Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

He thought he saw an easy touch nearby against the wall
maid who made eyes most modestly, without a trump to call,
he looked again and found himself as prisoner tied down,
while she, though barely five feet tall, was sure to win the crown.

Man high and mighty faced with maiden flighty must beware
before returning willy-nilly filly's smiling stare,
for hand that rocks the cradle rules the world, so soon he found
predator prey were quite miscast, assumptions all unsound.

He thought he held the winning hand, but wily woman knows
to bait the trap, one lap on lap, then cut the crap, she shows
'the female of the species is more deadly than the male'
as Kipling said, so reader's led to motto of this tale.

For he who thought the lady sought would offer all he'd ask
discovered soon with anguish that when fell delightful mask,
she took to task his prejudice, his wallet, and his heart,
then left for Philadelphia another chum to chart.