Tuffet

muffet sat on her tuffet eating … one potato chip?” No, that’s definitely not how the real story goes, no one can just have one potato chip, let’s try that again. “Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet stuffing her face full of salty goodness. Along came a spider to sit down beside her but sadly there was no more room. Miss muffet’s bag may have been emptied but her stomach was full of food and her heart full of guilt and self-loathing because her hind-end could no longer fit on her tuffet”, yes, this version

begins by engaging the reader. She also creates this image of fall and an atmosphere of peace. Then the poem transitions into talking about fall. “And don’t you hear the goldenrod whispering goodbye, / the everlasting being crowned with the first tuffets of snow” (Oliver). The flowers being dying, but the poem does not emotionally transition. There is still the calming effect by saying “whispering goodbye”. She is showing how the change to winter is simple and is based on instinct. A metaphor to life