from THE TALISMAN OF DARKNESS COVE
“Look what I’ve found!” said Bunty excitedly.
“It looks like a talisman,” said Arthur, peering over her shoulder while resisting the temptation to caress her moony bottom area.
“Oh, yippee!” cried Bunty. “It’s my lucky day!”
“Perhaps,” sighed Arthur, as he enjoyed her perfumery. Vanilla? Yes.
from A WORK IN PROGRESS
Ungodly. Immense but small. Pun-
ishing our misdemeanours, the “beak”
to be afraid of. Moment of truth.
from WHAT ARE WE WORRIED ABOUT?
It was a great bash. Popsy danced on the ceiling, Buck drove the motor mower through the conservatory, Lord Bunce
lost his pantaloons, and Brock the Badger finished reading “Heart of Darkness” because he was far, far away from the action.
from YIKES! MR. GEORGE!
With oodles of deep social concern
and days turning into cauldrons
while documents continue to pile up
inside our heads, the flies multiply,
which explains the darkening sky.
from THE MYSTERY OF CRUMBLY TOWERS (a novella for the agèd)
Manuel had been making good use of his new binoculars when he accidentally witnessed a very strange occurrence indeed. What on earth could it be?
from THE TRIALS OF TRIXIE
(It’s just a title at the moment.
Please check back later.)
from SIXPENCE WON’T GET YOU MUCH
Sweetie Pie, she said, you can go as far
as the gate, but you will have to make
do with looking at the ornamental
garden from there. My name’s not Charity.
from MY LORD, MY MASTER
Passion! My bones ache because
of your absence! Return!
I have crammed the tallboy
with luxury underwear
and I am jumping up and down
with anticipation, yearning, etc.
from PAMELA & THE PRESS GANG
Fear! Subjective nerves
and trepidation in the face
of overwhelmingly wanting
the wet of another’s lips!
from PAULINE: AN 18th CENTURY ROMANCE
Despair! Love abandoned! I am
as a slug in the bosom of a maiden
torn from her modesty in a storm
of romance juice and overflow!