Nyyark Posted February 2, 2002 Report Share Posted February 2, 2002 The Stylist of the shop opened at three. All the colors, they called to me. "Come in" they say, "Come In" So in through the door I did make passage. Stopping, it seemed, I could not manage. "No sin" they say, "No Sin" Eyes met mine from behind the desk, A modern lady in a modern dress "Begin" they say, "Begin" "What have ya, Joe?" she asked with a flick of the eye. "The Usual" I said, my usual reply. "Again" they say, "Again" So I sat in a seat of brown padded leather, She rubbed her hands to work up a lather. "A trim" they say, "A Trim". Edited by: Nyyark at: 2/2/02 4:38:02 pm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gwaihir Posted February 2, 2002 Report Share Posted February 2, 2002 Cute, would not have expected that ending Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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