Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A short romance



“Never let me go”

She then whispered in his ear

As she held him tight

 

He knew very well

She’d manipulated him

But it was worth while

 

“This drink is bitter”

She protested, but still drank it

“Sweet dreams my pretty”

9 comments:

  1. Ooh, sneaky sneaky!
    Somehow it reminds me of a conversation between Winston Churchill and Lady Astor, which is as follows.
    Lady Nancy Astor: "Winston, if you were my husband, I'd put poison in your coffee."

    Winston Churchill: "Nancy, if you were my wife, I'd drink it."

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  2. oooh deliciously monstrous well done old egg.

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  3. Sweet dreams my pretty leaves for the imagination .love it. Good write Blessings

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  4. The trick, of course, is to not get caught.

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  5. This is reminiscent of Shakespeare...and karma.

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  6. Ouch! revenge served in shot glass..more fool her for drinking it..

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  7. loved reading this... and the comments too..

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