turd slip

i don't get much chance to resolve the bat chain puller enigma.
i simply employ a diffuse and natural gait to avoid trauma.
this being so, i have to admit to a certain amount of loose movement.
at times this ceases to amuse and i find that avoidance of ladies, of a certain age,
becomes pre-requistite to final future calm benevolence.
funny though, that in spite of all these ceaseless travails, i still find time,
whenever poss, to re-write my memoirs in graphic detail in an old exercise book.

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