Little Miss Muffet,
Sat on a tuffet;
Along came a spider,
Black and big.

Taking off her bonnet,
She rummaged her basket;
Pulled out a beaker,
Took a large swig.

Hit spider with a mallet,
Mixed it with the mullet;
Her tastes it did pander,
When had with mint sprig.

Word count - 50

This is my submission for the prompt for Day 12 -

"Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet...when along came a spider"

where we had to tell what happened next in 50 words. Since I seem to gushing poetry, I have written that out in poetic verse (hey, it rhymes, so it is poetry). The same is part of the '30 Days of Spooky Tales' - a contest organised by Adultfiction, Chicklit, Microbytes and Paranormal.