Karen arrived in a flowing white dress,
Smelling of roses, she was out to impress.
Before they could get busy, she needed the loo,
Michael guided her thinking, ‘Guess even chicks need to poo.”
Upon flushing, Michael heard curses being spoken,
He forgot to mention that his toilet was broken.
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To my fans, this is my promise to you. A promise to help get this day into hindsight’s view. Something to make you smile. Something to entertain for a while. I hereby declare to use my skills to display - A new and creative short-story, for your pleasure, every single day!
© 2009 Ryan Brammen. All Rights Reserved.
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