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No matter what he typed on the screen
He’d get the same answer, every time
Seems his tablet had a mind of its own
Especially as the dinner bells would chime
It’s Tuesday, you know what that means
It kept reminding him, all day long
Though he’d always try to ignore the pangs
He knew, he really wasn’t that strong
Eventually, he would have to give in
And make his way to the local eatery
Where he’d sit and order his favorite meal
Three beef tacos and some beanery
This would, of course, explain it all
Poor guy, surely has my sympathy
It’s quite hard to ignore a computer
That constantly uses taco telepathy
September Writing Prompt – Taco telepathy – Day 4/30
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
Interesting use of the prompt ☺❤
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you, Walt 🙂 ❤
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
My pleasure! ☺❤
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SarahC said:
oy taco Tuesday, didn’t even realize that!, i m stuck at the library without dinero to purchase ze tacos, ah well virtual treat reading today
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Any day is taco day! Have one tomorrow 😉
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SarahC said:
lol i might when we go fetch the Rx for the man, lol he dont know it yet hee hee
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Your secret’s safe with me lol
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Michael said:
Lol digging that
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Dorinda Duclos said:
No tacos for you!! lol
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Michael said:
But its Tuesday…
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Oh, alright, but only one
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