Blog: The Twice Torn Tale of The Chloe and The Lang

Smallville Chloe and Lana

There was a raven fair maiden whose power to bewitch
stretched upon men between and betwixt
youth and power and fathers and flight
even her ancestors knew potions of the night

Alway in her wake said maiden did leave
a trail of destruction most hard to believe
Yet never a time both before and e’en aft
was justice her due; nay, but she laughed

at the virgins and nobles
who desired her charms
for weekly would she draw
many a knave into her arms

And at the last report
she was a thief not petty
for she took marital wealth
and technology now ready

And became a super maiden!
an “equal” she claimed
of aliens and kings
and heroes yet unnamedchloe-lana-2

Yet for all of her schemes
it seems fate had a twist
for her power drew death
to her fair lover’s kiss

And the crowd did rejoice!
For heavy was her vexing
and all thought the tale
of the pink and perplexing

had AT LAST reached an end. Emasculation
now would cease, and the hero we loved
should now quickly fly free.

But alas. ‘Twas not so
for to our horror and chagrin
a golden haired miss
that had e’er been called “friend”

Seemed to inherit the crown!
A crown of perdition
as with forked tongue she spoke
but ne’er of her true missionsmallville203-03

Which upon observation
became frighteningly clear:
Controlling the world with
her voice in his ear.

Yea, all those of power
who flash and who fight
seem helpless before
her sun maned might

and the town gasps in wonder
Saying, “Why do they follow?”
for nary a maiden
should wield this much power

in a land of green knights
and arrows and screams
yet she like the first
is bowed before, as a queen

So who knows? we muse,
where this tale yet may end…
or upon thinking a bit longer,
not where, but just WHEN?

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