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BROTHER GRINN: When flying high, Brother Grinn, at your feet, the world falls.

BROTHER GRINN: Heavy world, Brother Grinn.

Boink!

BROTHER GRINN: Ouch! Lost its tethers, world just did, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Here’s a parasol, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Even your shadow, Brother Grinn, steps on you, when you’re down and out.

BROTHER GRINN: Careful how you treat your shadow, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Good care, I take, Brother Grinn, of my shadow.

BROTHER GRINN: Keep it black and spotless, do you?

BROTHER GRINN: And everywhere with me, Brother Grinn, I take, shadow mine, without fail.

BROTHER GRINN: But you ditch it when night falls, Brother Grinn.

Boink!

BROTHER GRINN: Ouch! Day dislodged night, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Here’s a hard hat, Brother Grinn. Why ditch your shadow at night?

BROTHER GRINN: Because, busy am I, with village maidens three, Brother Grinn, for miss me so dearly, did they.

BROTHER GRINN: Village maidens, Brother Grinn? I thought you were a monk?

BROTHER GRINN: A priest in disguise, I am, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: And three maidens, Brother Grinn? Two is company but three is an orgy is it not?

BROTHER GRINN: Not an orgy, three, Brother Grinn. Whoa-Wah-Whee, it is, believe me!

BROTHER GRINN: Whoa-Wah-Whee, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Ms Whoa, Ms Wah and Ms Whee, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: But will that not make it a four-some, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Count not oneself, Brother Grinn, when blessings fall at your feet.

BROTHER GRINN: So, you’re flying high, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Nope, but in the haystack, rolling, Brother Grinn, with village maidens four.

BROTHER GRINN: Four? I thought there were only three maidens, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Ms Whee brought her twin, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: And what was the twin’s name, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Ms Twin, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: That’s novel, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Yes, rides too, Ms Twin does, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN:  You meant ‘writes too’, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Bucking horse, I am and she-

That’s enough boys, this is a family friendly site.

BROTHER GRINN: And the Bald One has spoken!

BROTHER GRINN: From Olympus, the god, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Nope! From Singapore.

BROTHER GRINN: Know not, did I, they made gods in Singapore, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Made in China, Brother Grinn.

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