Ablutions Interuptus (lyttlejoe)

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Ablutions Interuptus

The crash of the door

As it hit the floor

Startled 3Gun and he let out a roar

Standing outside with his head in the room

Looking for something he could consume

Was CG's horse, the sweets machine

The animal world's authority on haute cuisine


Next thing he hears to add to his woe

Is CG behind Moose tellin' him to go

3Gun yelled for management to find some jam

Give it to CM so he would scram

"CG if this doesn't work you're in trouble for sure

Did you know your danged horse was a voyeur?"


The manager got enough after several trips

And CM departed licking his lips

"If you ain't goin' better cover your eyes."

On the count of three 3Gun started to rise

CG all flustered and fingers pressed tight

Turned her face to the wall to avoid the sight


Out of the tub and down the hall

Watching for guests, avoiding them all

Finally relaxed, all cleaned and dressed

Favourite shirt even came back pressed*

He looked out the window, it was well past noon

Left the hotel, headed straight for the saloon


*A hotel service

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