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SHE LEFT ME HER NUMBER
She'd been "playing away"
when we romped in the hay,
a casual pick up
that ended in a tup.
She left me her number,
while I still did slumber
when on she had put back
her clothes, left me in sack.
How was I, green, to know
that her cheated fellow
might answer the same phone,
hear my "Are you alone?"
When I called that number....
It got me a plumber
who, raged, threatened my life.
"You been screwing my wife?"
I heard a background scream,
as if some nightmare dream
she'd been waking up to
was acted in her view.
when we romped in the hay,
a casual pick up
that ended in a tup.
She left me her number,
while I still did slumber
when on she had put back
her clothes, left me in sack.
How was I, green, to know
that her cheated fellow
might answer the same phone,
hear my "Are you alone?"
When I called that number....
It got me a plumber
who, raged, threatened my life.
"You been screwing my wife?"
I heard a background scream,
as if some nightmare dream
she'd been waking up to
was acted in her view.
Published 6th Jun 2023
Author's Note
A sexual 'comedy (or potential tragedy?) of manners'. I leave it to imagination of capable readers to offer verses to continue and conclude the story.
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7th Jun 2023 5:09am
'' A sexual 'comedy (or potential tragedy?) ''
Maybe a little bit of both...haha
Clever write!!
Maybe a little bit of both...haha
Clever write!!
9th Jul 2024 6:53am
I called it potential tragedy, the background scream could have been because she had been found out, or her husband was about to violently confront her.
