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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Shot at! It was back in the days when I wore Navy blue; just remember the story could happen to you. I had gone to a bar with Bill Johnson to dance with some lovely young woman if I got a chance. He’d been seeing a honey, the love of his life! But I hadn’t been told she was somebody’s wife! By the close of the night he was drunk as could be So I poured him in back, hearing “what about me?” She had come with a friend but the friend found a guy So I opened her door and she scooted on by. I had learned of her life and her husband at sea; With a woman alone in such dark misery. It’s a tale so ancient when men go away; How to judge such a person who chooses to stray. She was far from her home with no children to raise. And the boredom of strangers bedeviled her days. I was taught to hold doors and escort them home, But it wasn’t for me that she’d chosen to roam. Nonetheless I was thinking I’d take her to door And I’d bid her adieu; she could ask for no more. It was only a fluke that I saw in the night That her front door was open; a freak of the light. As she stepped from the car to the man now outside, How I stepped on the gas feeling queasy inside. For I knew of the risk that my friend might behold By his love for this woman within spousal fold. I’m not proud of the way that I ran from that scene, But I knew I’d no business with what they’d between. But my tale has a twist; did you think it had not? For the car had a hole, the result of a shot. Now with Bill, that new car was a part of his soul. But he showed me with grimace; his trunk had a hole. [This message has been edited by kayjay (02-24-2003 06:12 PM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Ken..you are SO good at these! You sure can spin a tall tale.. at least I hope they're tales!  This is exceptional. Thanks for the chuckles. ~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
You're always so kind, E, thank you, but this is not a tall tale. Smile. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
You mean this really happened!!??  |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Every word. I changed his name to fit the rhyme..but that is all. It just wasn't my turn to go. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 Wow!!! I too am amazed this is based on a true story, a little too much action for one evening I must say! (big hugggssssss) This is well-reenacted, sweet friend, I send hugs out to you, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ken, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
This was very well written. I enjoyed reading it. If that was you in the car, I am glad you got away. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah Ken...I'm sorry for the hole in the trunk but darn it if a memory didn't arise from the telling of this tale... thank goodness for the story tellers... of both tall, and real... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I enjoyed this very much...very good |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
(chuckling).... you tell the story well in rhyme and I certainly enjoy a well told story... good stuff... let's see some more of these adventures! |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
I'm sorry if I gave you all a chill I really don't know if he shot to kill but Mistletoe and always E It just was not the time for me and SmartChick too and Karilea The goosebumps tickled like a flea Cpat and passing thank you tho' My heart was thumping to and fro. Thanks to all who enjoyed. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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