THAT'S FUNNY I'M IN LONDON?

I wanted a Monty Python-ish twist at the end

Its evening in London.

On opening the inn window

Overlooking wet cobble stone streets

My senses engulfed, damp cold air.

The light of street lamps

Shine through clouds of fog.

The smell of burning coal from chimneys above

Permeates the nostrils.

Horse drawn carriages, Clip Clop Clip Clop down narrow streets

Gentlemen in tall black hats

Whose faces you cannot see

Stand under lamp posts.

While exhaling their mist the fog feeds.

Ladies shuffle, quickly in the shadows

Through the darkened crowds.

Suddenly A shriek!

A scream of terror and cries.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Police whistles start to blow.

Then shining in the light I see it!.

A glimmering, shiny ,tapered knife in my view!  Oh no! Its Jack the Ripper!

Meanwhile in my hotel room

In the corner,

The vacant rocking chair slowly,

rocks and rocks and then...............

Stop! Stop! Lets cut this read

Oops! sorry My readers I really am

I know....I had you worried. I was too.

I just had a bad dream. You see!

Back to sleep everyone!

I shall too!

Happy thoughts everyone. Sweet dreams too!

Reviews

[ANTO]

A well told tale with great imagery of 'Old London Town' Andrew - I love anything to do with that era. I could have stayed longer but you woke up !! Soon sort that - together now lets count back from: 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...sleeeeeep

Great prank at the end Andrew ! :)

[andrew mitchell]

lol I couldn't resist the urge to tease the reader with images of horror then drop it in a flash like it was all a mistake. Sorry I was compelled to do it lol. And this poem was so much fun for me and hopefully in time you all forgive me!

[Jamestown]

Fantastic write! You really sucked me in, jerk! Ha ha
loved it thanks for sharing and b-blessed!