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Ran out with Cuco, Jesus,

Poker,  Dice, Strip 21.

Naive and immune.

An annoying saccharine,

Jesus sporting

a conscience;

Cunningly prim.

And Cuco?

Where did he come from?

A random acquaintance –

a friend of a friend

who escaped on the town

with Demoiselle and Devils

gambling high stakes

clothing –

out for a run.


What will they call this age?  We are not the “Roaring 20’s”  We are hardly the “Era of Love”…  Definitely not “The Renisaunce” … Very possibly the “Dark Ages” revisited.

I remember a mischievous time.  It might have been more carefree, or it was a time” in my own mind”. (“Ari and the Alibis”)  As pleasant as it seemed, I managed to traverse the slopes of contentment and ambition to find myself here, not altogether unhappy – just not as mischievous.

mischevious sally


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