Sparked by a discussion on Ravelry’s “This is What a Feminist Knits Like” Forum:
Baba Yaga Meets the Mansplainer
So, you know all of the stories about me;
Tales of my long nose and my skinny knees
and my house that walks on chicken feet.
You are told that I cannot hurt the pure of heart
and a wise man can trick treasure from me.
Yes, you know all about me
and how to stay safe from the Baba Yaga,
who haunts small childrenâ€™s nightmares.
But are you so safe, after all?
You know all about me –
pity you know yourself so little â€¦
for the man who knows all about everything
and vaunts his knowledge
is neither pure of heart nor wise.
Little mouse, lawful prey,
youâ€™ll cease squeaking soon enough.
In all your stories you missed one more detail:
my house walks, not on chickenâ€™s feet but duckâ€™s –
all the better to squash you with!