HAIKU:
Africa’s hot
Hot, hot, hot, and all I’ve got
is a rattan fan
MONOLOGUE:
…..da dah da…Who’s there?
Come into the light where I can see you.
Is that you Peter?
Darling don’t grovel; you know I’ll never take you back.
It is you isn’t it?
I hate it when you crawl; your shoulder
blades poke up, your butt bones jut, and your belly
hangs like a sack.
Fix me another margarita sweetie, and
stop stulking…skop skulking…skop stulking…I
mean hold your head up man! You look even
more low-browed than usual.
Sing with me darling: It’s another tequee-
-la sunrise… da da dah da dahhh…..
Have you been eating bushmeat?
Your breath reeks.
Why are you twitching?
And why are you wearing that ridiculous animal skin –
what is it – Cheetah?
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