Kooky Lucy Frost (17)

   
   "Kooky Lucy Frost (17)"
   
   Kooky Lucy Frost jogged home with Cleveland at her levitating heels, the mental patient alive with an angel encounter, and Cleveland feeling the beat of her floating shoes, as if winged and aligned with super-symmetry ITSELF.
   Upon entering her house, Pap, as always, was sparking a cherry, and she quickly dashed to his distance, up close and personal, Cleveland wagging rapidly, and the beloved granddaughter spilled the news about the tall, blonde lady.  Pap asked:  "You're not going lesbo on me are you?  Not into eating tuna sandwiches?"
   Lucy was like:  "Pap, how gross.  Besides, the government tells women not to ever douche anymore.  Verily, the vaginal cavity in most women today is occupied by much bacteria; plus, you could find a piano up there."
   They both shared the synergy of a good laugh, raising their vibrations.  Pap then stated:  "I know your Pap shouldn't be saying such raunchy things, but I'm not dead yet."
   Lucy with:  "Pap, you're a solid Orthodox Christian, but Christ even had His joys."
   "That, He did--and still does.  He'll be back, separating the wheat from the chaff with the winnowing fork; indeed, He'll be back Lucy."