9 July 2012
He arrived in town with a carpet bag, promising potions for things that sag, cream for sadly hairless gents, paper roses, inflatable tents.
He charmed the ladies, impressed the men, and said just call me 'Your Friend Ben' The town lined up to buy from him, some were fooled and some just dim.
"You stick with me, I'll change your life, I've got this everlasting butter knife. For you my dear a make-up kit, but I don't think that you need it"
He stayed for free- the best hotel, dined like a king, slept really well. He went to all the best parties, wormed into their hearts with ease.
He was there a month then gone one day, with his carpet bag gone right away, he'd said to the men he'd change their lives, he had, he'd run off with their wives.
The Traveller • Opuss № I