P

Posey had a fascination for
Prose that started with
P. Yes
P, the letter
P. No A or B. Her sentences had to start with
P and only
P. That was her quirk and this was me –
‘Picky’. Now what kinda’ name is
Picky. I ain’t all that choosy but
Picky, now that irks me.
Papa once said –
Picky you see
Papa likes mummy but it can’t be. I m in
Police since years and still have my fears. About
Picking up a fight with
Posey. Tell her what’s on between me and Rosy
Posey was upset. How could he, choose R to
P. It’s an insult and I shall have my revenge
Penny for penny. “But mother he has no money, and you no attorney?“
Picky let me see
Pinto is caring and he is free. And you need a father and I need a
P. I agreed
Primarily for the lure of a
Pony that will drop me school and
Pick me home to father
Phony and mother
Posey, amidst the same old story called - to
P or not to
P