Sunny Sunday Poem by Aaron Colin Evans

Ah what a fine day,
clear blue sky,
all the beer drinkers are out drinking cans in the park;
big headed muscular dog chasing around huge remote control car,
chasing it around and then doubting itself,
unsure and then running away,
the car chasing the dog now.

And so many beautiful women;
more sun less clothes
more flesh more fun.

So many different colours and tones got me wondering about textures and tastes,
yum,
sunglasses hip chick walking in dungarees
trouser legs rolled up,
doc martins,
short black hair,
red lips,
big gap in the middle of teeth,
curled tongue wrapping around melting fruity calypso ice lolly,
what a fine day!