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Mr Martini
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Beneath The Line

0 posted 2015-11-20 02:55 AM


Tall, slender, and calm in her way
She was a jewel of the Eurasian persuasion

It rained that night in August
The glare of it minced my view

Her gin-soaked lapel caught my eye, and that 'pin'
Or was it her double-breasted suit?

I reached for that 'icon' of interest slowly
The anticipation of a slap never leaving me
(I guess I'm just a puritan at heart)

It was a character of oriental design
Within an exquisite setting, an emerald rested

I looked at her face, her eyes were closed
She had the look of a child, though middle-aged

It was raining harder now

I raised her lifeless form up and into my arms
I carried her to my car and set her in the seat

It was then that I knew something was different
It was the emerald, it was glowing brighter now

I placed my finger upon it, and as I did, she moved!
Her eyes slowly opened and peered into my own

Her lips gently parted, revealing brilliantly white teeth
Her fingers delicately extended as her arm rose ever-so slightly.

I stared in disbelief at this beautiful creature.
Hypnotized by her seeming resurrection, I sat still as death.

Suddenly then, and without any previous warning at all.....

                                Slap!

I guess she knew I was no puritan after all

I gave her a lift to the morgue and went home to Ma's cooking.
I thought I'd surprise her with this new emerald pin I bought for her.

She loves Oriental as much as I do
Maybe more



Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me!

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JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06
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South Louisiana
1 posted 2015-11-20 05:32 AM


Ahhh . . . You gotta go with what you know, Mr Martini, and better ma wearing that emerald pin than it lying dormant in some cold, cold morgue. Besides, you could say, by the slap, you'd earned thee right to it. Like your work . . .

~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~

Lori Grosser Rhoden
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since 2009-10-10
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Fair to middlin' of nowhere
2 posted 2015-11-20 05:37 AM


...a funny thing happened on the way to the morgue...
an amusing anecdote if one is not too "jaded" to appreciate it. Enjoyed! ~L

Pete_W
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Posts 185
Scotland (UK)
3 posted 2015-11-20 02:48 PM


That slap was great fun, really enjoyed reading this.
Thanks
Pete

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