Out of the long grass came the snake:
An
Anaconda.
Microchipped
By Bear Grills.
That’s why here –
Orinoko Crescent, Swindon…
GPS!
Last week:
The Piranhas
…
Somedays it rains wonder.
Not this one…
Gaslessness: a bad start.
Sleeplessness: played its part.
Fecklessness: sad old fart.
Is there money still for tea?
There we are.
Banged one out, as they say;
never mind who. They do.
Whomsoever this they is.
I do not know…
She fibbed.
And she knew that I knew too.
If you want to find out, like I do, call her at:
Pennsylvania 65000.
I can’t get through.
The reception is dreadful
in this carriage.
Perhaps I’ll try the caboose
after luncheon.
Growing colder fast,
sat wrapped up under
duvet,
sporting historic giant purple Woolly.
‘Long Arm’s, hasn’t he?’ said the mother knowingly.
‘Yes, very’ replied the daughter: curtly.
Cutely.
The arms on the blue one are very odd
The measurements were given over the
Telephone:
In real time.
Grimbeau 