Don’t Mess With the Contessa


Don’t Mess with the Contessa.
She is friends with China Dolls.
She has the affection
of long-eared bunnies,
and the joy of bouncy balls.

She is much liked by sock monkeys
and the Teddy Bears all think she’s grand.
The stuffed snake considers her family.
She holds the heart of the one-man-band.

The nursery horses love her smile
and the wind-up cats delight,
in hearing giggles pass her lips,
as the moonlight winks goodnight.

And if you dare, one cruel dark night
to venture an unkind word
those animals that love her so
will consider you absurd.

They’ll nash their teeth and stomp their feet
and wish you every ill.
For messing with the Contessa
they will mount the window sill.

They will leap the garden wall and gate
to pinpoint your location,
for nothing short of apology
will still their motivation!

And they will find you.
Oh, yes, they will,
some deep and dreamless night
and badger you with nursery tunes
and bark, and scratch, and bite.

They will balance upon your bed
and glare with beady eyes
upon one who would dare to speak
such wrong and vengeful lies.

And in the end you will beg and plead
and ask to be forgiven
on your knees and in your holey socks
prostrate before those so driven.

So, I only seek to warn you
before unkindness you show.
Don’t mess with the Contessa
She’s more protected then you know.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

3 thoughts on “Don’t Mess With the Contessa

  1. Thanks Uncle Tree! Huge compliment coming from you. I want to do an illustrated children’s book from this one day.

    I can see each scene so clearly. The mounting of the window sill as they leave the nursery looking for the foul oppressors. The prostrate speaker kneeling in holey socks. All with just enough whimsy to make it silly and not serious.

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