Tell All
by sloanranger
"There's odd," he said, one day - looking straight at me.
"Why," I had to say, "Whatever do you mean?"
"I meant, I never noticed, your eyes are rather blue."
"Oh, that's because they're contacts," I said right back at you.
"Ah, what about your hair so blonde, is the color true?"
"Sadly no," I did respond – "peroxide, every week or two."
He cleared his throat and said: "ah-em, I guess that that's all right;
I put some lifts in both my shoes, it gives a bit of heighth."
He stood a moment, eyes downcast, looking at the floor,
"I should tell you of my past, just this one thing more."
"Well," I smiled, "We've both got, the odd bits from our life...."
"Yes, I know - but I've just heard... from my missing wife!"