Wednesday, August 10, 2016



Heads or Tails?

Heads or tails the question asked,
By a lone female in a battered truck.
Caught by surprise I stood and stared,
Wondering to myself, “hey what-the fuck.”

A skinny young girl sitting behind the wheel
Gas station lights illuminating the young lass.
Anxiously she waits for my affirming response,
Offering to pump more than my gas.

“I don’t think so”, I stammer in response,
To her cryptic question out of the blue.
“You sure” she inquires of me one last time,
Then off into the good night she doth flew.

“Heads or tails” was her simple request,
Caught off guard by the mobile harlot.
But I have to laugh at it in the end,
As my face turns a bright shade of scarlet.  

--Ken Ferguson--
Artista di Parole

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