Evenings
There was a man who danced with his dog; his wife loving to sit evenings watching them. . . .
Suddenly she screams, Stop!
What happened? cries her husband skidding to a stop; the dog fainting.
I don't know, she says, Suddenly everything's reversed, now I don't love sitting evenings watching them.
Who?
That man who dances with the dog; didn't you see them? They were here just moments ago.
Then the man begins dancing with his dog again. . . .
Suddenly his wife screams, It's reversed, now I love sitting evenings watching them.
Who? cries her husband skidding to a stop; the dog fainting.
That man who dances with his dog; didn't you see them? They were here just moments ago. . . .
Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding
21 March 2009
Perhaps a Little Russell Edson for the Weekend...
This is from The Rooster's Wife:
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