She was like wet paint
on sharply curved bannisters,
she had "Don't Touch"
written all over her,
but I was the curious sort.
Three more drinks
and many smiles later,
I climbed her stares to heaven
hanging on for dear life.
She left a stain on my soul,
and a note in my wallet,
thanking me for the cash donation.
I was out fifteen hundred,
while she was probably out
getting a second coat.
Mamma had always warned me
about painted ladies
and a bottle of wine.
Comments
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Now, this one is different, for sure!! Brilliantly executed!! The prompt has been employed very creatively.
Thanks for participating in my contest.
All the best to you,
Keep smiling!! -
I love where you took the prompt. Well done!
Mariana
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Loved your subtle references,
the "stares," the "second coat"
and the visual of "...sharply curved bannisters..."
Another Artis wonder.
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