Even though she was using me, there was always magic.
She'd turn up from time to time and she knew how I felt about her, but her child-minding job meant she was often away. We'd go for walks together and all sorts of adventures, but it just never really went anywhere. The point I realised it wasn't going to happen was at a cafe. I'd just told her how no-one I knew compared to her and she told me how she loved how I never tried anything on with her and that she always felt safe around me.
The last I saw of her was when she flew out of London. I looked up at her and managed a smile, then carried on with my street art.
It all worked out for me in the end, as I started a sucessful medical career in California and my son became a police detective.
But I still miss her.
Don't be too long, Mary Poppins.
( Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...", Wed 27 Oct 2010, 12:10, 2 replies)

mair-eee pop-ins?
Chim-chiminey-chim-chim-cheroo
( Bamboo Steamer, Wed 27 Oct 2010, 12:36, closed)

She was a fucking evil bitch
She would drug the children causing them to have mass hallucinations. The chimney sweep riots she incited caused untold damage to several very valuable properties and destroying the roof tops on several streets.

Her employer lost his job when she started a run on the bank in which he worked. She was part of a coup to kill the chairman of the bank so his sons could take over.

She would train animals to carry out the domestic tasks she could not be bothered with.

all in all she was evil.

see below for proof corrections - I'm off to lunch.
(waxdart hello., Wed 27 Oct 2010, 12:44, closed)