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KINDNESS,KINGS AND SPICING DRINKS.

She wants the things that kindness brings
Not the jewels of a whore who sleeps with kings!
He prefers the desert and the solitary path
To following the road that everyone follows
Down to the town where fools beg and bleed
To scrape out a meagre living.

Sometimes the night never ends she whispered to me.
It’s not that I’m afraid of being alone she explained
As I tried to slip an aphrodisiac into her drink.
I’m just scared of never meeting Mr.Right.
It’s to do with star signs and hieroglyphics
And being in the right place at the right time. He said.
With of course the right genetic make-up
Perfect looks and a wallet as fat as a pig!

It’s got to be simpler than that she thought.
After all if birds and bees could find a partner
Why couldn’t she?
She placed an ad in the personal column
Saying Loving lady looking for loving man.

A reply came within a week
With a postmark from Syria from a man
Who said he was on the road to Damascus
In search of the sun missing from his life.
Such a mysterious reply.
What should she do?She phoned her astrologer friend.
Ask for a photograph and a bank balance
And a love-letter written in hieroglyphics
And if his star-sign is compatible with yours
Maybe you can ask him out.
Maybe I don’t really want the things that kindness brings
She thought perhaps I’m a whore who sleeps with kings!
The aphrodisiac was obviously starting to work
I told her to forget about her small ad
And showed her the way upstairs!

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