Thursday, September 28, 2006

A sort of lottery

The trim blonde
in the short, blue skirt
stepped out of her black VW Jetta
in the Ralph’s parking lot.

She dropped her keys
as she shut her door,
so
she bent over
to pick them up.

As she did,
her skirt
rose high over her hips.

She wasn’t wearing any underwear,
so
I got to look at the face
of God.

Sometimes you get lucky.

Ook ook

5 comments:

O' Tim said...

Don't you just love the Almighty's vertical smile?

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Anonymous said...

Did he have a beard?

The Fez Monkey said...

Goatee

O' Tim said...

Soul patch, bebee...

Shiny Blue Black said...

So like if it had been an obese soccer mom, would you still have looked ? ;)