Thursday, 11 September 2014

a twenty second new poem...'disguise'

Trevor went into the pub,
Parked himself on a barstool.
Annabel followed along
A few minutes later with
‘The shopping’.  And then,
A few minutes after that
Two policemen turned up.
Fortunately for Trevor and
Annabel they were off-duty,
And already half-cut.
Trevor was dressed like Bonnie,
Annabel like Clyde
It was all part of the disguise.

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