Printemps Prison-Visitor

Spring has sprung! And regular prison-visitor mistress, Ms Mukta madam – full of the joys of Spring – has kindly deigned to visit me in the foothole dungeons in order that I might taste the spring in her step!

I know it must be Springtime outside because:

·         She is eating an ice cream
·         She is wearing a T Shirt and tracksuit bottoms
·         She is wearing fresh, white socks inside her grubby, all-year-round sneakers

Needless to say, there is no ice-cream for me. And rightly so – for my prisoner-tongue is fit only to taste visitor-mistress Ms Mukta’s esteemed sneaker dirt.

I watch forlornly as her sneakers and socks leave me to rot in my dungeon-cell as they make their way back outside towards the joys of Spring.










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