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The Flasher
THE POLITE FLASHER
Sorry, this is another one non-Brits may not get. I hope you enjoy it anyway. One winter evening after dark
I saw a flasher in the park
He didn’t wear a dirty mac
In fact, he wore an anorak.
Despite his better tailored gear
Things did get odd as he drew near
He slunk along from tree to tree –
Perhaps he thought I couldn’t see
‘Till with a great guffawing laugh
He leapt right out onto the path
A manic grin he grinned at me
Of unadulterated glee
As anorak he opened wide
To show me what he had inside
But in the cold it seemed so small
It almost wasn’t there at all
I did the little finger mime
Said I’d seen bigger in my time
Told him the gods had sold him short
And yet he made no terse retort
But bade me a polite “good night”,
As anorak he zipped up tight,
And flashing finished for the day
Furtively, he slunk away.
Copywrite Me 1992 and 2004
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Contributor's Note
Another one from the Stand up portfolio...
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Added by Drawnbyhand, fun artworks on February 22, 8:58 AM.
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