Oh, Sam, ewww! How could you! Didn’t you even think to include the delightful octopussy? Talk about a hand job! Wowzer!

Thanks. Noooo, Swabby Sam wasn’t drunk enough to risk his gooey duck with no octopussy!

Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write with layers of depth my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Chère F.,
How can someone be powerful and sweet at the same time?
Lovely, what a lot of ‘tastes’ in one poem!

Warm regards, Gus

and You my friend “stole” our interest and attention once again with your passionate and exquisite writing. I respect how each couplet both shows and tells us a story. Fantastic poem!

An espresso con panna to you.
Clay

🙂

Oooh, very clever!

Really like that ending, tight

Oh Hell his filling came out. It’s sad that he learned to lie so well. I am happy he did not teach anyone else to do it.

Ha, ha! Thanks for coming back to this, Fia. I am glad to have you read this. It is nothing special or important, but I think there are a few things that fall into those categories. This is certainly very different from any other of my works, and I am happy I got this story out.