Predator…

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Caked in Drakar Noir

The lascivious wolf prowls

Looking for his Red.

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RW Haiku Challenge #74

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R. Todd

I'm older than I think I am and younger than I feel. I'm stuck in the 80's but relevant to today (oh I hope that last part is true). I think I am more of an enigma than I really am, but somehow still confound those who try to figure me out (or they just look at me weird, so I infer that). And I really hate my first name. Husband, father, Navy Vet, cat owner (translate.. slave), wannabe writer, and all around big kid who is stuck in an adult world. Overall, I just... um.. something to something, blah blah blah. And that's all I got to say about that.

10 thoughts on “Predator…”

  1. Oh I absolutely loved the “caked in Drakar noir”. Not just because it was hilarious to think of someone being caked in the perfume but because this actually reminded me of someone who was trying to date me a long time back and who used to put so much perfume on him (happens to be Drakkar noir) that I used to feel faint just when he started nearing me. Being caked in it is I believe the perfect expression of using it so much 😀

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