Strings - The Overture
There would be none
Said he sliding the
Check across the table
That late night at the diner
She suddenly stricken mute
Incapable of staying his slick straying
Fingers sliding Forever Indebted –The Overture
Over the fretted strings of her thong….
Wonderful use of musical terms!
ReplyDeleteWow, you surprised me with that end! I was strung alone~
ReplyDeleteClever write~
Haha thanks Ella happy to have strung you and enjoyed the fun pun:)
DeleteThe thong was quite the changeup for you, Pearl Girl! Loved this take on the prompt. Love, Amer
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Hi Amer... I enoy the entire keyboard :) Glad you enjoyed ...
DeleteOh thanks Mad .... But for you might have missed this Thursday's tank... I was only getting last weeks.... So "tanks" in more ways than one :)
ReplyDeleteLoved this ... those pesky thong strings are most uncomfortable!
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen. .... Delighted you enjoyed :)
DeleteCleverly done - and to telling effect.
ReplyDeleteThank you Dave ... So much appreciate your stopping by... :)
Delete:) thank you for peeking:)
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