Betsy was a ladywith hair down to her arseshe loved her boutique clothingdespite it being sparseShe walked into a dinerto grab a bite to goShe didn’t see him staringShe didn’t even knowThen she left the dinerto walk out in the parkshe didn’t know he followeddespite it getting darkWhen she stopped to ponderthe trail that was … Continue reading FOWC with Fandango — Boutique