Did I tell you about...?
by LeiLa LighT
Well, it was one of those fine days —
I was sitting in a bar
drinking local beer and waiting for you
to enter that pyramid-shaped room.
You were so late I grew frustrated
but kept my eyes glued to the door.
At last I could not wait any more,
then I saw
an unexpected face of horror
that filled me with terror. I went to pay
the waiter’s bill — the face of horror made its way
to a seat much nearer
and all the people there
knew something had come
to be with me.
They laughed as I made for the door,
then I slipped on a step and fell down the stairs
where I lay for a while
when I came to, I found that my tooth...
Oh damn, what a day!
And all this on account
of an old man with a hare! !
No wonder I’m scared of hares.