‘Excuse me’ a tiny voice she heard ‘You’re sitting on my beard.’ A large butt cheek she heaved And the bearded lady was relieved. ‘Excuse me’ a hand tugged on her skirt ‘I’ve fallen and I am hurt’ Blood pooled stickily on the ground…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
‘Excuse me’ a tiny voice she heard ‘You’re sitting on my beard.’ A large butt cheek she heaved And the bearded lady was relieved. ‘Excuse me’ a hand tugged on her skirt ‘I’ve fallen and I am hurt’ Blood pooled stickily on the ground…