One In Six
By SubwayBoi
Six beings, Lost in somewhere. One Clerk, Left to rot there. New lives, Given to them. Just one, Will be human. Don't pick, The Holy Lady. She ain't, Worth more than a flea. Bus Driver, Gets them all killed. He ain't, What you'd call skilled. Then there's, The pregnant lady. Only, Cares 'bout her baby. And there's, The token drunk guy. He should, Go back as a fly. Business Man, His chances fleeting. Mad 'cause, He's missed a meeting. And there's, A snarky lady. She's not, All that dainty. Always, Acts like a jerk. Shouts out, "Hey, I'm the Clerk!" Clerk leaves, With some Ouzo. Went to, Honolulu. Enter, The Spanish Woman. You could, See lots of her skin. "Hola!" She shouts to Clerk. Clerk sighs, And looks through paperwork. Play ends, Audience gone. It sure, Was tons o' fun.This is basically the synopsis of a play I wrote. I think it's cute. :o) Written November 6th, 2001 © on Nov 06 2001 01:32 AM PST 18 • 0 • 14
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