Cos the Lady Loves Milk Tray Abb

the dog's bark was a ferocious sound the man stood motionless ..should he run or wait imagining the jaws that would seal his fate the window half open was a chance to escape stood motionless….. his brain went into overdrive resisting the urge to run…. to survive under his arm was his calling card a box of milk tray for the lady,… they say sent with a kiss, as he goes on his way the lady sleeps on, oblivious to the scene just played wondering, who was the secret santa this time as she munched, each layer, tasting more sublime contest: as easy as abb sponsor: nina parmente penned 30 december 2018