The dirty hand and CQ

This one is in two part this time and both of them are here. The part that came before is here also and so makes this a dichotomy, but I like to call it a bipartition of sorts which sums it all up nicely...

Ten watts a minute for an hour was a dirty hand at poker and not to be messed with for a moment and milk-wise in the deep furnace pressed everyone’s buttons to bring out the common denominator of their emotions to bust five-fold any which way. He was also good at energy healing.

So when the hot sandwich of despair who was on another losing streak in the top drawer game of all or nothing saw him in his rear-view mirror he put his foot down to go faster and make his escape, but the more he pressed the gas the slower he went until he was at a standstill in the highway of his life at the worst possible time.

Just a tablet for lunch was a border melon on his lunch break but was no relation to the seven of drugs who’d come home one day with a busy bee and never went out again, except once after father Christmas had slipped her a slim Mickey and she was heard to ask; “Am I there yet?”

When the breakout came from nowhere it was all hands to the pumps, but in vain for the mud was too deep and swirled around to become a very deep hole that sucked in the car, the border melon and the placement face wired who was in the hiding bushes beside the road and couldn’t be seen but went into the hole nevertheless.

Many fell through this hole in the back of tomorrow to never see the light of day again as the great purge came up north to come out south for the sheep to believe, and a great believing it was too moving dry in the mind’s rift by the numbers.
The dirty hand was making inroads from his dog and bone cart selling maps to the blind and couldn’t be happier as the copycat machine churned out the pages as fast as the button could be pressed.

I do-do was small change but could jump up and down with the best of them to come home late and put the cat out. His only job was to feed the machine and make sure it never ran out. So that’s what he did and was jolly happy to be of service.

The hole became ever deeper and some said it was a mini black hole and others said it was the hole of doom but all were agreed that no one knew for sure and for all anyone really knew it could be the second coming come to take everyone home.

After everyone had gone in the hole there was just the dirty hand left with a big pile of money, and I do-do who was exhausted.

“OK I do-do here’s your pay and into the hole with you there’s a good lad,” said the dirty hand giving I do-do a bag of nuts and pushing him into the hole where he disappeared to join everyone else wherever they were.

The dirty hand sat back to count his money and didn’t notice the hole closing over behind him or how quiet it had become with nobody left in the world but him and his big pile of money.

Deep down in the deep hole where no frowns could survive for long a little peep had a brainwave and signalled for more juice but got the cook instead and after the introductions were made lived very happily ever after indeed, so there..

and now we shall talk about CQ...

ON A PIECE OF STRING

Mona Lisa or CQ to her friends became active when she stepped out of her dream into what can only be described as a serendipitous rush that took her far away, so far in fact that she became totally lost and couldn’t find her way home again so she had to forget about it and get on with where she was.

On looking around her she found she had a radio attached to a piece of string, and on closer inspection she found that’s all she had.

“My goodness,” she said in English and swam out to sea pulling the radio behind her by the piece of string.

The ocean welcomed her as an old friend and from that day onwards she became known as CQ on the radio and became super hero to all and sundry but had a soft spot for Master Ying and was always there when he needed her.

The moon kissed frog was her greatest fan and read everything that was said about her in the comic books that came out once a month.

This is the part that came before... https://steemit.com/steemitbloggers/@wales/ten-fifths-of-a-moonbeam

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