Sunday, February 7, 2010

The Woman of My Dreams...by Mr. Wendell

Blonde silky hair...

Long shapely legs...

The way her breath smells of MilkBone dog bisquits...

I cannot get her off of my mind.  I have been seeing her 3 or 4 times a week for the last several months.  Her name?  Frida.  I love the way it rolls off of my tongue.  Freeeee-da.  Yes...Freeeeee-da.



We meet in the courtyard of the City Hall building daily.  Her owners let her and I run around together, chasing each other and enjoying each others' company.  She does not seem to care that I came from the other side of the tracks.  She is the girl of my dreams. 


I cannot get her off of my mind...

1 comment:

  1. Mr Wendell,

    What are you nuts? Frida will break your heart.

    Pepper

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