15. all that glistens
have you got a clitoris ?
I asked the girl behind the counter.
I’m sorry ? she said.
do you have a clitoris ?
she stood there, open-mouthed:
I’m not quite sure what you mean,
she blushed.
well, you had one last week,
a lovely big pink one
with a delightful scent,
over there
by the compost.
Oh, I think you mean a Clematis
she answered, giggling.
Isn’t that what I said ? I queried.
Very similar, she laughed,
with a twinkle in her eye,
but I prefer Peonies myself
– they’re a little more hardy.