Monday, August 20, 2012

No Prompt Poetry.....




A breathless whisper...
Lust slit eyes, the crimson pout.
Time for a new car!!!

11 comments:

hedgewitch said...

See, now I don't understand yours. Poetry is just like that. Or maybe men.

Teresa said...

I think this is one for my son. He used to trade vehicles so often I had to have the insurance company on speed dial just to keep up.

Brian Miller said...

or maybe just a check under the hood to rev the engine....

Margaret said...

I DID just get a new vehicle... but I didn't resort to such tactics... at least not with the salesman! ;P

Mama Zen said...

This cracked me up!

the walking man said...

Soon I hope but only if you're made up like that.

G-Man said...

Mark, I'm more of a light magenta lipstick guy!!

Akelamalu said...

Is that what a gal has to do to get a good deal? ;)

lime said...

hahaha!! i only get that way when looking at motorcycles!

Tony Crimi said...

God! i would love to disappoint her for 10 minutes.

Jannie Funster said...

:) :) :)

xoxo