When I Saw Him By The Well
I intend to win!- I saw him by the well
- what do you want, Raimundo?
- a transaction betwixt you, me and the August weather
- carrying a rubber dinosaur between them
- I am like the fisherman
When I saw him by the well, I should have turned around and taken another route through town, but I did not and now I regretted it.
“What do you want, Raimundo?” I sighed.
“Nothing at all Celeste, excepting a transaction betwixt you, me, and the August weather.” He waggled his eyebrows lasciviously.
I snorted at his feeble attempt to woo me.
“Laugh all you like, Celeste,” Raimundo said. “We are both familiar with the old story of the fisherman and the computer programmer carrying a rubber dinosaur between them until one collapsed, proving the superiority of his rival. I am like the fisherman in that story, Celeste, and, just like that fisherman, I intend to win!”
I hate to admit it, but my heart fluttered at his declaration.
*snort laughs*
Oh, THAT old story…
It’s so hackneyed and trite, just like Raimundo. I guess maybe Celeste likes that in a guy.