NOW ! NOW, ORVILLE ! NOW !

 

NOW !  NOW, ORVILLE !   NOW !

 

I keep telling you, Mabel, my name is John.

 

And so the misdirection proceeded into the

night.   What about fore play ?   Who changed

that ?   Just when I got it through my head

that you are supposed to entertain a long and

circuitous route to the promised land, wham !

 

But, Mabel, a little team play here.  When I

have the ball, am I not supposed to score ?

No ! I am supposed to give you the ball and

you will make the play ?  OK, when do I get

to play, Mabel ?

 

This might be nice.  I love to cuddle, this is

nice, Mabel, lay your sweet face here on my

----what a ya mean you got to go ? 

Yes, Dear, you go ahead, I`ll be right here

waiting for you my love.

 

Wake up, Orville ~!   Wha ? Where, what ?

"Orville, I think there is somebody downstairs.

Yes, Dear.  Trudging down the stairs with the

fireplace poker at ready, the cat knocks over

the fish bowl .   Four O`Clock and Orville`s

night begins.

This will be continued if you are interested.

Let me know: Poor Orville`s nightmares are

only beginning.

----Eagle Cruagh

© 2011 Eagle Cruagh

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