Thursday, February 17, 2011

A night near Sioux Lookout

She was exquisite.
I, (one might presume)
had a pleasing
exterior.
I pleaded for her favor.
She gave me some sweet tea
and
a warm piece of bannock.
No jam I asked?
No jam she said.
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