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Dinner Came Crashing Down
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Dinner Came Crashing Down |
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graying1 Member
since 2011-02-09
Posts 53The Commonwealth of VA |
It should have been a pleasant night Dinner, drinks, and a game of cards, A casual time if it had come out right Things didn’t seem to be so very hard. I brought a bottle of blush wine, To go with anything that dinner might be I came with married friends of mine The hostess was unknown to me But I’d heard so much about her in talk And she been told so much about me too So as I came up the hedge trimmed walk I pondered what to say and what to do Be yourself my friend told me square So I waited as he rang the bell Wondered how I looked, how was my hair Then the door opened to a smoky smell. It wasn’t the smell of cigarette or cigar Nor logs warmly on the hearth burning But the dinner had become a char Sending someone’s stomach to churning My friend’s wife became deathly ill The hostess was franticly trying to cope But too soon we had more than our fill The night ended quickly and without hope So on the bottle I wrote my number down And left it on the hallway table Where later it might be found When ever she might be able. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Great story line Peter, had me hanging on every line. Smooth touch at the end. Lori |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
LOL ~poor poor Gray~~~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Aha....the dinner may have been hopeless, but you must have seen something you'd like for dessert. Even if at a later date.  |
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