A Streaker's Dilemma

                                                                                    Painting by Andrew Wyeth 

Image: Courtesy of Tess' Mag

Done with my streaking

You should have seen their eyes

How they popped out

More of surprise than anger

They did not expect anything like this

And it was also a stroke of good luck

I did not anticipate the large crowd

Tonight it was somehow unusual

And they were very sporting

Did you see the guy with the red hat

The burly and menacing looking

I thought he was trying to stop me

I started with a slow run further down

The ladies were already screaming

when I reached him

He came at me

I thought he was swinging a punch

Lo and behold! He cleared the path

for me. He was making it easier for me

In fact he followed slowly to make

sure I had a clear passage

I owed him one!

It was pretty tiring

That was a long run

I had better get back to my bike

 Hey! Who switched on my lights!

What happened to my clothes?

I was lucky I hid my wallet and bike keys

under the stone in the bush

I’ll better go get them

Lesson learnt

Next time for a streaking stint

No more bikes!

Bring the car!

Written for Tess’ Magpie Tales #178