she kept his love letters
in a bird cage
music to her ears
his jacket had been languishing
in his wardrobe for years
without mothballs
unwelcome
wedding surprise
she knew it was a mistake
how could anyone marry a man
with a moth plague in his jacket
too late now
what luck
he went out to buy smokes
and never returned
boo hoo
she was ecstatic
bought herself
boxes of chocolates
to celebrate
ended up busking
in the town square
somewhere
should have had
the jacket drycleaned
There is a wonderful quirky progression in your Sunday Muse!! Cheers Rall.
ReplyDeleteI agree, but you should "take him to the cleaners" before you split.
ReplyDeleteThe link worked well from your comment, either one. Googles Blogger has a fault, it's gone on the other posts, like Friday Writings.
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These are all so good, although the first is my favourite :)
ReplyDeletea damn funny take!
ReplyDeleteYou've done it again! Perfect little pieces to acompany the pictures.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed these Rall! The one about that jacket cracked me up!
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