Oh, Baby!

“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh baby!”

Those are the only audible words,

Heard on the video tape

The rest is just filled,

With random shouts of garble,

And ‘what-to-do’s’

It was my voice, though

And you could hear the intense and sudden rise to panic

She said she had done it,

At least a hundred times

But, just like death,

The blue flame will get everyone,

Eventually

Blowing fireballs,

From moonshine,

I’m sure will be,

An event,

She would rather forget

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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