A chainsaw that close to the ear isn’t the most
gracious invitation to a nap after lunch; okay, it
wasn’t salubrious grazing - crackers & cheese,
with traditional pickle smeared lavishly upon a
decorative slice of csabai; - but who’s idea is it
one’s required entertainment throughout lunch
thru noisily conducted chainsaw orchestration;
hmm, the Bungo creek neighbour - patently!
Well we won’t pry into the occasion; there’d be
little to sustain able reasoning at back of it - so
to suggest it is, at the best rank idiocy, without
explanation that’d stand any sort of scrutiny is
where we’ll let it rest; that’s the country way to
keeping a stable geriatric peace occasionally
© 14 August 2015, I. D. Carswell
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