Christina, he is lost in the world of grease, next Micky D's?
Here:
He closes his eyes and rolls the globe
she speared from the jar in his mouth -
an extra thrill not mentioned
in the guide to Glasgow. A far cry from fugu -
I bump in the first two lines, "in the mouth" too far from what he rolls.
He should try pickled sausage!
Thanks.
Gary
Dec Byron Sacre at: http://gardawg.homestead.com/gardawg.html... Writer's
Hood at http://www.writershood.com/... Poets for Peace.... ˇPoemas sí, balas
no!
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