Trixie One Me Zero

Nothing here today for you my imagination says But I hear a giggle, and sense her wide mouth smile. So I toss that onto the page Trixie my in-charge muse turns her back on me. It is a pretty back. Tapers into a perfect waist. I write it up. Thought they could keep me from my craft? Ha! Crone hands me a ripe red juicy apple. I am so busy fooling imagination and muse, I accidentally take a b………………………………………………………..