Wrong NumberA Poem by Mrudula RaniIn collaboration with Paul Bell.
Will you answer the phone, I'm in shower!
The number looked familiar, he held the receiver to his ear. Gail, it's Pam She did't even wait for the usual formalities of phone calls, thank god. This would not be good. I have to talk to you Gail, can you hear me? Do you know what that b*****d of a boyfriend Tom is doing? He's cheating on me. I swear to god, I'll rip his head off when I get him. Then I'll rip her head off. I think you've got the wrong number Who is this? Ferdinand! Ferdinand? Sim Like the bull? No bull, just Ferdinand! You know the story of Ferdinand the bull? I beg your pardon Sorry just wanted to talk to Gail. Wrong number! Where are you talking from? Portugal! What? Portugal? You kidding me? Me, No kidding Sorry to disturb you. I can't imagine how I got a number in Portugal? These things happen! It seemed like an eternity and more when he finally hung up the phone. Tom who was on the phone? Some foreign fella, seems he was getting your calls. © 2018 Mrudula RaniReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 7, 2018 Last Updated on February 10, 2018 Tags: Cheating, girl friend, phone calls Author
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