Mar 24 2024 1 mins
A musing for a wonderful women we called Ann Summers due to her working there, she asked for a birthday poem and caused me a writer's block which when I tried to explain she cursed me a look of pure disdain so I wrote it as if she was serving me at the Ann summers shop. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/ravenheart/message