Title: 155 Words or Poetic License II
Author: RedThunder
E-mail: redthunder@excite.com
Category: SHR
Summary: Somebody stop me!
Archive: Sorry, I forgot this in the last one. Please put
them on the 155 Words site. Everyone else, please ask.
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.

155 Words or Poetic License II
by RedThunder

"Oh, Scully, I'm sorry.
Once again I have ruined your life."
"Mulder, don't be silly.
You've forgotten my pocketknife."

With great amounts of skill,
Scully managed to cut them free,
And, before the Consortium came in for the kill,
They ran through the nearest exit they could see.

Once they had reached a safe medow,
The two took a roll in the hay.
But what should they see but a shadow
That filled them with much dismay.

Once again Skinner had come to their side,
And guilt speared them like a lance.
For when he had asked, they lied
And said they were honeymooning in France.

Skinner asked with a frown,
"Agents, what are you doing here?"
Mulder answered, looking like a clown.
"There is something you should hear."

"You see, I've always wanted sex in a field.
And Scully, who is perfect,
Had agreed to yield,
So long as she got to suck it."

THE END (or is it?)

"Will write for feedback."
RedThunder
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