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.