I was never
very good at
practical jokes,
***
particularly, door-bell ditch,
as I nearly always
forgot to run away.
***
I’d ring the bell,
and then,
when the door opened,
there I would be,
***
standing there,
***
snickering into my hand,
***
like, some kind of
no-good-at-doorbell-ditch-kid
t r e f o l o g y 
True story. Last night, my doorbell rang one time. I peered out the window. No one there. Now I know it wasn’t you.
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Hah!
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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You have a snack for snickerdoodling.
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Ha. No one hire you as a getaway driver.
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And that is the truth!
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And right after that a big butterfly net scoops you up.
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I suppose that is just about right.
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