Of Kept Men & Their Secrets
Listen to
the hollow sound of
cracked church bell
The cry of
kittiwake cross
ocean’s swell ..
My word
and what a tale
she tells, of kept men
and their secrets ..
Take note tho’
for she, my friend
is yet the kind of crazy
that never once
failed to drive men wild ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Deffo must meet her then! I know it will be all too much for me though. Fido trying to stop me seeing her, but I put him out the back garden - fenced all round, he can't get out! lol
She used to love dogs, and they her .. I will let her know of your security arrangements .. thanks
Neville
The title itself raised my curiosity about what follows and wow what a woman who once tasted is never forgotten by the many....... a most clearly alluring tale my friend. .................x
............ Too darn kind.. yet again.. thanks Fay, always more than just appreciated...
Neville x
A personification of the ocean? "She" draws men to her, "drives" them "wild," and has managed to keep many a "secret," not to mention her craziness. Well if not, then she probably drove me crazy. Did enjoy this one. - Phil A.
................. Thanks Phil ... more appreciated than you might imagine sir.. Cheers
..... Neville
Oooh drive me wild, drive me wild. To the chemist for my meds. Good write N
.... Thank you kindly Michael ... Neville
Sounds like a wondrously dangerous woman who we would all like to meet.
Andy
Cheers Andy.. sadly she is no more my friend, but yes, I know exactly what you mean... you would have to get in the queue behind orchidee though...
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