“You’re so small. You couldn’t take me out. I’d have to carry you,”
Commencroft continued, “What if you fell into my next stew?
And I’m older than you too.” He said, I’d hoped for someone 40.”
“I’m now 52,” she said, and then became a trifle haughty.”

“You’re so beautiful,” said Eustace, “You’re my only heart’s desire.”
“But you’ll have to work for decades, while I’m ready to retire,”
Commencroft replied, “My daughter’s 22. How would she handle
Me involved with someone your age, who’s no taller than my sandal?”

“Won’t you give me just a chance?” he called, as Commencroft just frowned.
Bending down, she placed her new admirer gently on the ground.
“I’ve been married once before,” she said, “We come from different places.”
He watched her walk away, convinced he’d used up all his aces.

Every now and then that happened. There were some who didn’t lean
To relationships with tiny men, but happened on the scene
To indulge their curiosity. They’d still retain the tickets
On themselves, but only Merrilong liked someone small as crickets.

Not to mention that Alexis knew that Rover could still grow
To a normal size or shrink down, ever changing to and fro.
On the other hand the men who fell for giants were restricted
To comparative minuteness which was often self-inflicted.

Scout and Alysonne went calling on aged Aradee and Ken,
And confessed at last, that Alysonne had satisfied a yen
To survive in youth to present day; where she had been assisted
By the very type of boy she sought, when freezing was enlisted.

LATERALDATE’s next evening function then saw newly single Kayte
In her finest dress. She moved around, while hoping to locate
Bernard, whom she quickly found. She said, “I hoped you’d be renewing
Your attendance.” Then she told him what she’d recently been doing.

She explained the fight she’d had with Tennyce leading to demise
Of her love life. Bernard stared into her giant glowing eyes.
He had somehow envied Tennyce. Now the reasons had concluded.
Would she ever come to know how Bernard’s fate had been eluded?

“Have you ever eaten someone?” Bernard asked, although he knew.
Kayte replied, “Well, in a sense I might have eaten quite a few,
Though my former husband wasn’t gone for good, nor Glin digested.
Ambloome’s agent Verno rescued him, when I was watched and tested.

I was sentenced to the dungeon for a year, but can you keep
Quite a secret of the one I swallowed all the way down deep?
After getting out, I took a boy away in isolation.
No-one rescued him, and eating him has cured my deprivation.”

“Do you have regrets about his fate?” Bernard was quick to ask,
As referring to himself as someone else retained the mask
Of his being whom she spoke about. She answered, “No. Why should I?
He was tasty, and he’s gone for good, and I still look the good guy.”

Bernard wasn’t turned away by this. He had to supersede
How her boyfriend had reacted, since he felt a yearning need
To be with her for the future. Yet one question still persisted
In the mind of whom she’d eaten, yet who still this day existed.