For dinner.
Here's a box and a bowl.
Something wrong with Rice Chex?
What I want,
what I'm in a fever for,
is that book.
Dja bring it?
Here I am,
ever the lady,
climbing you like a fire ladder.
Not kissing you--
I want the book.
Got it!
Go, now.
Thanks.
Toodles.
______
for Flash 55 at Toads.
"Climbing you like a fire ladder" is hilarious.
ReplyDeleteYou can work magic, Shay, even in just 55 words...
How our passions change with time and experience, eh? Or perhaps not, perhaps we just learn better ways of satisfying them. ;_)
ReplyDeleteYowza! This is deliciously intense, Shay!
ReplyDeleteRuthless
ReplyDeleteLOL, I enjoyed your labels as much as the poem itself. Yup. Books and dogs........they're the best.
ReplyDeleteThis made me smile hugely. You go girl! Grab that book and be damned to the man...of course, the dog smiles also at these antics.
ReplyDeleteThe lengths one will go to for a good book.
ReplyDeleteI wonder who "Frank" Kafka is? I just noticed that.
ReplyDeletelove this piece, Shay. "book." Is that what the kids are calling it ?
ReplyDeleteOrdinarily,I would probably share the book freely. But, I would love to see the climb.
ReplyDelete"Inside a dog ..." You are hilarious. :)
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha! (I understand perfectly.)
ReplyDeleterice chex... really? give your guests one of the sugary ones like fruit loops, cocoa puffs or captain crunch.
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Let's be Frank: Better a book in hand than all hands lost in a bed.
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