Spider-Man’s Mince Pie Mishap

Spider-Man’s Mince Pie Mishap

Spider-Man feasted, ignoring the cries,

“Save the city, not the mince pies!”

Now his suit is stretched, his web won’t fly,

He’s stuck in the skyline, wondering why.

His belly’s round, his movements slow,

A lesson learned as the cold winds blow.

Next Christmas, he’ll curb his treat spree,

He’ll save the city, keeping it crime free

But villains laugh as they watch him strain,

Caught in a web of his own domain.

He vows to train, to fight and to soar,

A hero reborn, as he was before.

So Spider remembers, with every fight,

It’s balance that keeps his mission alight.

A treat or two, but no excess spree,

For Spider-Man’s goal is to guard the city!