Sunday, December 30, 2018
Conversing
-Finally, fatally, done between you and
Brittany?
-Undeliverable! me, in snail-mail terms.
-That seems to be good. Have you
learned anything?
-No. Nothing.
-Did she?
-Just how to add another to
her bodycount.
-And go on?
-Like the mighty Mississippi!
-I don’t buy it! You, Victim.
Her, Natural Force!
-She’s evolved. Started as a
mere triple-handful.
-Your rhetoric is, like, self-destructive!
-Nah! Self-INstructive. You win some,
lose some, and some are called
for tsunamis.
-She’s a woman, not an entire world.
-No, the latter would be Steph!
-Already?
-No choice. Mother Nature sent her
to bail me out of funk, much depraved!
-Angel, she?
-Stay with my last word.
-You trying to make Literature here?
It’s a few jokers sort of tragic at
any rate.
-There’s time. Steph carries my
obliteration in her trim bosom.
-And...lower down?
-Must you vulgarize everything?
-I’m registered Republican. No!
Really!
-I can’t talk to you about anything!
-Just the opposite! But you’re required
to acknowledge my superiority!
-There’s hardly a choice.
Labels: affairs, Left, Republican, Right, righteous, sex
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