Microwave Mesh

 
The sun did not shine. 
It was too wet to play. 
So we sat in the house. 
There'll be no bugs today. 
  
I sat there with Sally. 
We sat there, we two 
and I said, 'How I wish 
we had something to do!' 
  
The microwaved pinged. 
Dinner was served. 
Then I had an idea 
for a macro dessert. 
  
This mesh keeps us safe. 
It's a fine metal gauge. 
Stops me getting fried. 
Thank you Faraday cage. 
  
So thank you to Michael 
the talk of the town. 
And thank you to Seuss. 
It's still pissing down.