She held the knife in two hands like a samurai sword.
Looking at the watermelon, her sworn enemy, she bowed her head.
It was going to be a battle to the death, but she didn’t feel like dying tonight!
Cutting deftly, the watermelon never had a chance and soon it was bleeding chunks on her counter.
Extremely happy with herself, she popped a piece in her mouth and spit out the seeds.
Putting things together helped her organize her thoughts
Lithe fingers deftly added masterful touches to her creation
Until her masterpiece was born
Smiling, she knew what she had to do next
Dexterously Susan picked the lock on Brad’s safe
Easing out the jewels and money, she finally located the flash drive
Fitting it her reader she soon had everything copied
Then she encrypted the originals and put everything back as it was
Yielding herself a small smile, she wandered back to the party. She deserved that drink