Adagio Glissando and Aria Oratorio Sips Hav
Ringhiare verses Knurren, he smoked a Gurka Royal Courtesan, singing "Snorfin Lowgalling" and Lettmi Love You". Two sips of the Sidting Droft ( sherry and white grape juice mix), he began asking things in his native tougne. I couldn't understand him. He was a harvester of things who made millions farming winter greens and hogs. My Dorseliumic wife didn't want me to be involved with him but I wanted the contract. The guy could be a jerk: but he was cool when it came to business, he tried to get me to help him with his jewelry making business" Rollin Mill_and_Lapidary. I would need to talk things over with my wife : but I really wanted to buy his meat to make sausage for my sandwich shop. He said he'd discount the meat if I could just get some money in the stone game. "He tried to whoo me", and he invited me to the Pickleball contest, that his company sponsored. He told me he'd let me sit right next to
Chorest Beaumont ( the very popular Vocalist and actress) I couldn't help but give in.
That the night my world crumbled, only to have the woman of my dreams amerge from the rumble. My wife came to the Pickleball Tournament and caught
me cuddle dogging with the songstress. Smoking a cohiba Behike I had her on my lap as she laid comfortably in my arms. My wife came in slapped my face and said she was filing for a divorce. I chased her down and asked her to forgive me, but she refused to as this wasn't my first time with another. She lefted, and I stood their crumbling apart until this gift from God came outside to comfort me. She conceived the first of my seven children that night. I looked forward and spoke to my now ex-wife only once since.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2023
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