Don't expect this to be a regular feature. I have no affinity for poetry whatsoever. I dug this up from an old college writing class. I found it's most appreciated when read aloud to a large female audience.
EIGHT INCHES
"I've got eight inches."
"Eight? I've only got six."
"I see. Well six just won't be enough."
"Do you think she'll be able to handle eight inches? She's kind of small."
"Look, we want to make a big impression, don't we? If we don't have enough she'll forget us. Trust me. Eight inches."
"But look. Mine's all ready to go!"
"Well then wash it off. Don't waste any more."
"Eight inches? Are you sure?"
"Trust me. We want some left over."
"Okay. We'll cook with your skillet."
1 comment:
Nice surprise ending!
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