Minute Hours

The clock strikes twelve:

The minute hand goes back and forth
Undecided on the twelfth hour
Whether to be five minutes early
Or five minutes late;

The hour hand looks on
Almost in disgust at how
The minute hand oscilates
As though in two minds;

Between the hour and minute hands
They can’t decide who moves on
Or who calls the shots
In affairs of moment and time;

Little wonder when it comes
To the brain and the heart!

Going Overseas

(A newly engaged couple (R&S) goes on their first trip overseas together and wakes up next to each other in a lovely resort by the sea. They stir, but are not fully awake yet.)

S [turns to face R]: Is there anything on today?

R: Nope I don’t think so, what about you?

S [stretches a little]: Nah.. Don’t think so…

R [places hand on S’s ass, squeezes lightly and tugs at her underwear]: How about we stay in bed all day today.. without anything on?

[S lets out a little moan]