Thursday, 27 February 2014

an eighty eighth poem...'carry on carrington #7'

‘We just need some luck’,
Opined David,
‘Cluck, cluck, lady luck’,
Phil grinned.
David scowled, ‘it’s no
Time for jokes, Phil’, he said.
‘Managing this team is
Like managing a
Roulette table’.
‘And the Theatre of
Dreams is the Casino’,
Phil mused.
David knocked back
Another whiskey chaser.
‘… and with a car park
Full of Ferraris’,
Phil continued wistfully,
Lost in his reverie.
Then David stood up,
A little unsteady, brushed
The liquor from his lips –
‘Phil, we should go to
Monte Carlo’, he announced.
‘Monte who?’ said Phil.
‘Where the Nuts come from’,
Said David.

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