FLASH FICTION 100


REALLY AWFULLY EATEN UP WITHOUT ANY JEALOUSY

Two lions, starving for some meat,
Have sneaked inside the door
Of cottage in secluded street
Wherein had gone, before,
Estelle and Bob, now both in bed –
But not, indeed, to sleep –
An assignation they had sped
Inside the house to keep.

And both were married, so one thinks
(To others, it would seem!);
They went at it like sex-starved minks
Till they ran out of steam;
Then were inclined to feel like lunch
More than a little bit,
And shortly, it would be my hunch,
They would, indeed, be it.

© Colonialist June 2011 (Letterdash/WordPress)

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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4 Responses to FLASH FICTION 100

  1. Usually I believe a cigarette suffices…being eaten is taking the whole business to new heights 😀

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  2. adeeyoyo says:

    Teeheehee, hope the lions got indigestion…

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