Again, Giorgio repeated his version of the little man's name.

'And, that's why you were late? '

'Uh-huh. Sorry.'

Giorgio was more than apologetic. He was sincere. It was nice.

'Rumpleforeskin, Rumpleforeskin, ' I chanted, sitting back-
it had a certain ring.
Anyway, there was no convincing Giorgio.

'So, Giorgio, how was your week? '

'Let me tell you about it.'

The session began.

Morgan Michaels

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-true-story-lll/