SAINT CLOYSHUS FROM A LILY PAD

A Story by Eagle Cruagh

A simple committee meeting

SAINT CLOYSHUS FROM A LILY PAD

 

Saint Cloyshus:  You have gathered here because

we have problems in our environment.

 

Mick:  You mean the world is warming ?

 

Milly: No, the information overload, silly.

 

Patrick:  The genome theory is irrelevant.

 

Saint Cloyshus:  I have called you here to explain

the problem and to decide what we must do.

 

Mick:  I have an itch.

 

Milly:  Well, scratch it, silly.

 

Patrick:  Are we going to protest ?

 

Saint Cloyshus:  We have lost our ability to love.

 

Patrick:  It`s the dang anti-gun activists, right ?

 

Milly:  Well scratch it , silly.

 

Patrick:  We will abandon Writers Cafe and start

over.

Milly, Mick and Saint Cloyshus:  Scratch it, silly.

 

Saint Cloyshus:  No, love is dead.

 

Milly: ---bleep----

 

Mick: What can be done ?

 

Saint Cloyshus:  You must go back to God.

 

Milly:  What`s God?

 

Patrick:  God is love.

 

Mick:  I beg to differ.

 

Milly:  I know, it`s the information over-load !

 

Saint Cloyshus:  We will all meet here at the same

time next month.  Be sure to bring reports from all

your committee`s at which time we will formulate

a workable report process to finalize this final

report epitomizing the finality of love.

 

Milly:  Yes !  We will all decide.

 

---- Eagle Cruagh

 

[Disclaimer:
No disrespect has been intended toward any person , group, or
their animals.
Milly simply was sitting in a mohair chair while wearing a
wool dress.
Saint Cloyshus probably was unaware of the diversity of his
population.
For these and any other intentions, discrepancies, or
over-sights , no fault of the writer or participants has
been intended.]
----- Eagle Cruagh

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