NeighboursI used to live next door to a pair of elderly naturists, only finding out about their hobby when they bade me a cheerful, saggy 'Hello' while I was 25 feet up a ladder repairing the chimney. Luckily, a bush broke my fall, but the memory of a fat, naked man in an ill-fitting wig will live with me forever.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
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Ah bollocks to it, neighbour is mentioned somewhere below...She was a pirate,
Before she moved in with me.
Her ways were so strange:
She would dance naked (
In front of all the neighbours)
Whilst playing the harp.
This was endearing,
Her peg leg plucking the strings,
Whilst stood on her hands.
I was very proud.
She was really beautiful.
Radiant Phina.
And then it began -
The fierce howling and wailing (
Of the calling sea)
It beckoned to her,
Veiling her merry dancing,
Tugging at her heart.
And, two days ago,
The kitchen table vanished.
And several sheets.
The bannister went.
Converted into a mast
As she sailed downstream
Into the ocean,
Blue and spicy, like her eyes,
And salty as tears
I saw her floating,
Seven sheets to the cold wind,
Blowing me kisses.
It is so, so, sad.
My harp, and my lover gone.
Love denied once more...
(, Tue 6 Oct 2009, 23:40, Reply)
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