Saturday 14 March 2020

Poetry


Women Belong in the Kitchen



“There’s a woman in my kitchen!” Bill said to Bob.

“Really Bill?” Bob said.

“Really Bob!” Bill replied.

“Is she wearing an apron?” Bill said.

Bob peered around the door.

“No! She’s not wearing anything!”

“Blimey!” Bill muttered.

“Things aren’t what they used to be.”

They both sighed.

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