“What you got there Jimmy?”
“Guava juice mate.”
“Guava juice! You’re drinking guava juice! Please tell me you’re joking.”
“It’s no joke Billy. I’m telling you mate, this stuff is dynamite. You should try it, amazing stuff it is. One glass of this and the women in this place will be all over me. Watch.”
Billy stood and watched as his friend knocked the drink back in one go. Within minutes blood oozed from his eyes and ears. Every woman in the place, young and old, turned and stared at him. Then, in a wild frenzy, they charged, fangs glistening.
Day 11 of my Drabble Project (100 x 100 word stories in the month of October).
sharp fangs owner
red blood dribbler
no shadow caster
This poem is made up of ‘kennings’ and is based on the poem below called ‘I Am Hamster’