wordsout by
Dark
Rider collects the newspaper
On
his
blue mountain bike,
not
Darth
Vader this morning,
he
sings
through the walls of the mobile home
of
his
plans for intergalactic supremacy employing
Taking
a
fifty franc note from the purse
she
is mercifully unaware of the existence
of the civilization of the Joedasmians
of which he is now the ruthless and absolute ruler.
For Joel Rust, 1999.
© Godfrey Rust, godfrey@wordsout.co.uk. See here for details of permissions for use.