COUNTENANCE
THE DEMARCATION
Someone sweetly whistles in the dark; say 'whistling
past the graveyard', if you wish. The groundskeeper
has taken a wife. 'Separate, but equal', he seems to say.
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The homely girl is bowling on the lawn - some form of
British balls, rolling along the finely-kept grass. As she
bends, I can only imagine an opening - but what would
I say, with all my stupid double-entendres?
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