Hanuman

Hanuman sat on Saturn's rings, wrung his hands, rang your phone.

Hanuman handed you a sandwich, shrimp and ham. You shrugged your bones. Aces land.

Handled: Han' had scammed his man Han Shan, scuttled his palms across pins and pans.

Lands! You & Hanuman squint on Saturn's rungs. "Your wings are woolen," starlight sings...