Saturday, February 14, 2009

MY FUNNY VALENTINE


Dinner with her ex.


New-fangled fancy chilli-vinegar bottles,

I have to say in my defence,

my absolutely necessarily,

absolutely completely deliciously,

rat-arsed defence,

can- almost, in a certain seductive light I swear,

be virtually visually indistinguishable from red wine.

But try telling that amid his histrionic spurting, gagging,

the frantic back-slapping, ruined tablecloth, her

‘I’ll deal with you later’ glancing glares, and me

wondering when I’ll be sufficiently sober to care.


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2 comments:

BarbaraS said...

Oh jaysus... whooee, bet it wuz hot!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hey B,ya ken wot dey say,If ye canno stand da heat get out o da fryin pan!