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I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading,
She said.
Yes, yes? I asked.
She’s young and pretty, she said.
And? I asked.
She hated your
Guts.
Then she stretched out on the couch
And pulled off her
Boots.
I don’t have very good legs,
She said.
All right, I thought, I don’t have very good
Poetry; she doesn’t have very good
Legs.
Scramble two.


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Short Order