The postie looked as if to say <br />another batch has found its way. <br />So many cards to just one place <br />it really is, I think a case <br />of working nights and then all day, <br />today though comes a special card, <br />a lass from Britain, (writing's smart) <br />dispatched a rather pretty one, <br />well Merry Christmas, gotta run. <br /> <br />The card was, as the postie had <br />with nosy eyes (they're going bad) <br />discovered, of good quality <br />and handsome writing I could see. <br /> <br />I opened it just when the spouse <br />came out, in aprons, from the house. <br />So, who is Tara, an old flame, <br />it seems I have not heard this name? ! <br /> <br />To complicate and heat up matters <br />(the day was almost then in tatters) <br />sweet Tara had placed xxx <br />behind the name, so spouse smelled sex <br />and sniffed the air for perfumed scents <br />thank God the envelope had vents! <br /> <br />Most of some sweet, erotic fragrance <br />had dissipated like sly vagrants <br />through slots where Tara had not kissed <br />the glue and thus cold winds had hissed <br />so freely in and out in flight <br />so it smelled neutral which was right. <br /> <br />And then, my eagle eyes saw scribbles <br />that looked like peanut butter nibbles, <br />I pointed duly to the spot <br />and thus defused the heated plot. <br /> <br />Dear Tara, what a lovely touch <br />to make my day so bright, as such, <br />next time though, please include some more <br />I liked that fragrance, is it Dior? <br />And Merry Christmas to you, dear <br />a toast and lots of Season's Cheer. <br /> <br /> <br />The opinions expressed above are not necessarily representative of <br />the actual events. Sentiments, however, apply. <br />Hugs and Kisses are freely available. <br />Only the best for the best. <br />HHN<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/merry-christmas-tara/
