Eating Out

 

He:
Oh my darling, stop giving me flap
That we never go out and you’re trapped.
Let’s go out somewhere classy
Where the rails are brassy
And the waitresses sit in your lap.

She:
Not a taco but super burrito
Will it take to wake up my libido.
Your chorizo is stale–
How about Chippendale’s?
We can check out some class wearing speedos.

WordPress daily writing prompt (word highlighted above).

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