Ready For His Blind Date
Here is my word of advice his father said.
Do not go as yourself on this blind date.
The son thought and pondered and worried.
Then he ordered himself a mad scientist costume.
This is the closest to my own persona, he told himself.
He was feeling uncomfortable standing next to the restaurant door.
Until a full-grown sheep wearing a test tube tutu wandered up.
“Are you Charles?” she asked. Best date ever for them both.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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