The Tale of The Angel and The Turtle

One day,
long ago, 
a DRUNK ANGEL from the MOON came before me.
She wore tartan from head to toe 
and had multi-coloured feathers and ribbons 
tied in her un-brushed hair. 
She spoke to me.
She asked;
"What is a turtle without a shell?
Is he without a home?
Or is he naked?
Who knows?
Maybe the starfish?
Or the crab?"
As i sat and pondered this, 
the ANGEL returned to her home on the MOON 
to drink vodka 
and eat cheese.


The End.