Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope A man unsure of how to address women walked into a tube of colored glasses and bits of painted paper. he was brought up as a Presbyterian, were women were held in high esteem wore long gloves when going to a ball. He thought the color in the kaleidoscope where tartish-like women dressed in red standing on the pavement near a bar. Yet he felt drawn to the colorful women they exited him, unlike the young women who looked dowdy at the church. He thought of sin and a moral dilemma should he pay a woman in a red dress see what it was all about, the sex thing? He did and had a hell of a time; he did time and time again until the day crabs danced on his eyebrows.