She Is Really Sweet
She is sweet, real sweet.
Uncle Leroy was not born yesterday.
Is she ugly? Hideous? Plump beyond my imagining?
No. Nothing like that. She is toothless though.
I don’t mind.
She gets wrinkles in her neck.
So do I.
She has a horrible laugh, kind of like a cackle.
I could handle that. Bring her over, I’ll meet her.
The only thing she forgot to tell him is that she had no body.
He tried his best to pretend it did not matter
But it did.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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