Casanova Making Love To Charlie Chaplin

“Alright! Alright! Who am I? ” You want to play? Charades...eh? Naked, you... put on an imaginary bowler hat do a funny Charlie Chaplin walk wriggling an imaginary tache twirling an imaginary cane going cross eyed! ”Well, well...who am I? ” “You, little tramp! ” I sneer. “You really had me fooled there! ” For a second I thought you were a delicious naked woman prancing ‘round like a prat in a hat in a flat. But I realised (just in time) you were really him ...Charlie Chaplin. “Ok! Ok! Now...who am I? ” I take her in my arms bend her over backwards in a mad tango of passion & kiss her deeply & long! ” “Well, well...who am I? ” She doesn’t know. She gives up. “I’m Casanova! ” I cry. The mirror observes without batting an eye Casanova making love to Charlie Chaplin.