THEN SHE WHISPERED......................................

 Nice evening following running

 of the 141st Preakness. Bet two

 tracks today but made no hay.

 Hey, what can a guy say? So I

 took myself out for Saturday

 evening to The Bell Tower for

 pork loin, wine and good time. 

 Sat myself down at far end of 

 bar and bar tending was a star.

 Marie holding court tending bar.

 Looked at same old menu then

 handed back to Marie with bag

 of pot on top. "I hope to enjoy

 dinner as much as you will enjoy

 this." Off to put in my order in a

 place live with disorder when a

 young thing next to me whispered

 in my ear, "nice to meet you and to

 amuse. Read you on The Bronx Tao

 and want to be your muse!" She be

 looking hot on the spot and how in

 this wide wide world could refuse?

 Hoping it was not a ruse' said very

 politely how can I refuse? 

 We drank wine and no hard booze

 and she told me about loving to 

 listen to The Blues. Back of mind 

 still out fishing for clues because

 she could work me over until I blew

 fifty amp fuse! That that is possible 

 is really old news. Tomorrow is a

 Sunday and won't be found sitting

 in a church pew. Not this fun loving

 South Bronx Jew! Then she again

 whispered in my ear, "just want to

 be your muse........"

 Asked in cab going home if she was

 out for the night to roam. Said she

 brought her special foam and told

 me she would make me laugh and

 then moan. She is bad to the bone!

 Being picked up by young woman

 I absolutely condone. Life is good.

 She was comfortable in morning

 with feet up, drinking coffee and

 watching an old movie on t.v. 

 She said, "come on over here to 

 me and show you how happy here

 I am to be!" Then whispered in my

 ear, "your muse I just want to be!"

 Dreaming on two of Barry's Better   

 Brownies is always worth the trip!

  Barry McChangky          QUACK!