Pennyroyal Festoon

pennyroyal festoon in full bloom — her English garden plush. he’s dying to imbibe. she foresees a crime. mint feint tea taint “sip up darl’n have a cup or two” his purple lips, pursed, ready for the kill. she smiles and winks as he lies still. 8/30/2019
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Andresen Avatar
August 31, 2019 at 2:43 PM
... woow, Kim ... is this what we call a cold-blooded assault? - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Rodrigues Avatar
August 31, 2019 at 3:54 PM
Could be!
One Avatar
August 31, 2019 at 6:49 AM
I like what you did here... very clever...
Rodrigues Avatar
August 31, 2019 at 6:56 AM
Thank you, Silent! :)
Mcintosh Avatar
August 30, 2019 at 11:41 PM
Oops... he was out smarted :) I love the write. Keep up the great words. Prayers.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 31, 2019 at 6:57 AM
Thank you, Regina!
Y. Avatar
August 30, 2019 at 4:42 PM
Hi Kim, Be cautious of who you something to drink, cause it just be your demise. This was a well written and dark( humorous) write. Well done.- Alexis
Rodrigues Avatar
August 31, 2019 at 6:57 AM
Thank you, Alexis!
Green Avatar
August 30, 2019 at 3:55 PM
Whoa, I think I'll stick to beer around her. This was fun Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 30, 2019 at 4:24 PM
Thank you, Chris!
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