STOP

       Why are you putting those in your mouth

she was a young girl

                        a horde of young girls and boys were following an alignedabreast vanguard of hay wagons ornate gypsy wagons across a sprawling tall greengrass plain

Spitem out

the girl nearest him he yelled to carried a burgeoning caned handbasket her apron pockets stuffed her coarse country dress pockets stuffed

                                        she tried to talk around them

over her shoulder

keepingup

             mumbled

as he closed in on her

he was aware of the contents of what otherwise seemed to be petite brightlycoloured cellophanewrapped popcorn balls

                but in fact

were not

fact

      were freshslipped knotted condoms flipped high in the air from the wains  sunlight glinted off them as they transformed from one thing into the other

Woudya spit those out

mumbled  Nah

                her eyes bugged

what coloured cellophanes she had in her mouth broke

                                                           swallowing their content she spit out the wrappers

Ohmy! clear as a bell

    disappointed he hadnt been able to intercede  Well

Well. Nothin’ we haven’t tasted before.

    I shoudnt have bothered

No. Not really.  Though your heart was in the right place.

                                                              Please excuse me, I have to catchup.

0217,  reggaefriday,  3  10. 25

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