Sunday, October 26, 2008

233x365 - Beth

youth church trip, hiking Westport

Beth asked if I had string; nope
showed my cuffs; borrowed;

she handcuffed Tracy to a tree,
threw key to bushes, ran.

when chaperones head-counted,
backtracked to red-eyed,
demanded key, culprits;
neither ratted me out.


julie said...

Oh, wow: what a story in this post . . . makes me feel it. Ick. Good.

Pearl said...

thanks for reading and saying.