Lizbeth was sitting
on the back gate
of my parents' cottage
this morning.
I had just
come back
from the farm
with the morning milk
in the green jug.
What are you
doing here?
I said.
Came to see you
Benny
she said
I rode on my bike.
Her bike was laying
by the hedge.
I can't go out yet
I said
I need to take
the milk in
and have breakfast.
I am early
she said
had to get out
as my mother
was moaning
and driving me
round the bend
like my skirt?
I looked at her
black short skirt.
Bit short isn't it?
I said.
I like it short
she said.
I'll just take
the milk in
I said.
Can I come in
and wait for you
or shall I
wait out here?
she said.
I looked at her
I'll ask
I said.
I left her sitting
on the back gate
her red hair tied
in a ponytail.
I went in
the back door.
My mother
was at the Aga
warming milk.
My siblings
were eating breakfast
my father was in
the bathroom shaving.
Lizbeth is outside
I said
can she come in
and wait for me?
I expect so
my mother said
why is she so early?
Don't know
she can sit in
the front room
I said.
All right
my mother said.
I went out
the back door
and called Lizbeth in.
She climbed off
the gate
and walked over
the yard
and in
the back door.
I don't know
what my mother thought
of Lizbeth's short skirt
but Nigel at school
had said
she was a hot flirt.
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 11:52 AM UTC
Lizbeth was sitting
on the back gate
of my parents' cottage
this morning.
I had just
come back
from the farm
with the morning milk
in the green jug.
What are you
doing here?
I said.
Came to see you
Benny
she said
I rode on my bike.
Her bike was laying
by the hedge.
I can't go out yet
I said
I need to take
the milk in
and have breakfast.
I am early
she said
had to get out
as my mother
was moaning
and driving me
round the bend
like my skirt?
I looked at her
black short skirt.
Bit short isn't it?
I said.
I like it short
she said.
I'll just take
the milk in
I said.
Can I come in
and wait for you
or shall I
wait out here?
she said.
I looked at her
I'll ask
I said.
I left her sitting
on the back gate
her red hair tied
in a ponytail.
I went in
the back door.
My mother
was at the Aga
warming milk.
My siblings
were eating breakfast
my father was in
the bathroom shaving.
Lizbeth is outside
I said
can she come in
and wait for me?
I expect so
my mother said
why is she so early?
Don't know
she can sit in
the front room
I said.
All right
my mother said.
I went out
the back door
and called Lizbeth in.
She climbed off
the gate
and walked over
the yard
and in
the back door.
I don't know
what my mother thought
of Lizbeth's short skirt
but Nigel at school
had said
she was a hot flirt.
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