A pair of classical thingies (one's a triolet)

The minotaur


The Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
thought the rumour  a load of bull,
'bout a wild bull... being his dad?
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad,

saw red, stomped and snorted, got mad
felt the labyrinth's peaceful pull,
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
once thought rumours a load of bull...




         Oh, poor Echo...

She nattered, an error,
and in angering Hera
was cursed to parrot tongues,

She fell for a fella
in love with his mirror,
and pined away, ho hum...