Survival of the fittest, not the strongest!
She kissed the king’s lips. The monarch gave his head a jerk, with little impact on the lip-lover. He shook his entire body, but she stayed on. After a while, she reached the king’s eyes. The infuriated sovereign raised his arm but only to bruise his eye, in his attempt to get rid of the eye-nut. Then, she began to caress the royal nose. A mischievous move made the monarch send a loud cry. Instinctively, the right hand moved but only to make the nose bleed. The king’s distress rolled down his cheeks.
Survival of the fittest, not the strongest!
Paritosh Chandra Dugar
19/7/2018 07:42:12 pm
Thanks for your comment, Don. Comments are closed.
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