I'm sitting in Papa John's <br />when she sashays in. <br />Five feet two, eyes of blue, <br />silk blouse and snug jeans <br />on a frame that ignited a flame! <br /> <br />She loved movies, she told me, <br />except for the one she'd slept <br />through <br />it was about two guys <br />and their amorous romps <br />among the cattle! <br /> <br />She had a manuscipt ready <br />for publication entitled <br />DOWN THE DRAIN - <br />a love story about this plumber <br />who has a weird life, see? <br /> <br />She was a redheaded goddess <br />with a passion for literature <br />and I was her kind of guy, <br />you know? I said I did <br />and we bonded then and there!<br /><br />Michael Pruchnicki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/give-me-strong-verbs-to-go/
