The Restoration of the Essential Spirit | By Colin James
The elderly had scattered
and then returned
with hot drinks, horderves ending in I.
Room was made, preemptively.
The lecturer squeezed his hand pump
and the imitation penis rose.
"Preferable to four hours worth!"
A disorientated gentleman
asked a number of questions
about scaring off squirrels.
His neighbor had purchased
an x-rated garden gnome.
It had a huge phallus
that changed colors, beeped
shouted the odd provocative curse.
All to come in our evening session,
stale scones but plenty of birds.