10 Monday Sep 2018
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September Writing Prompt – Blue Pencil Boulevard – Day 10/30
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09 Sunday Sep 2018
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I really needed to get up, and out of bed
But my alarm clock just kept ringing, instead
Seems I stayed up too late, with the crickets
Then got caught in a speed trap, ugh! A ticket!
I’m always like this, so this day was the same
Got to work, new excuse, the cops are to blame
Made my coffee, then spilled it, don’t you see?
Early mornings are not quite meant for me
Let the day continue, and when it’s time
And midnight approaches, wondrous, sublime
I’m far more comfortable, as one with the night
Letting the moon, in the dark, be my light
September Writing Prompt – Early morning mishaps – Day 9/30
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08 Saturday Sep 2018
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Oh goodness, what a terrible sight
When they finally turned on the light
There was dust everywhere
But they just did not care
Turned on music and danced with a mite
September Writing Prompt – Dances with dust mites – Day 8/30
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07 Friday Sep 2018
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An imperial trooper walked by me
Somehow, I don’t think it’s a fluke
I’ve searched my data banks, to no end
But I still cannot find Master Luke
R2D2 hasn’t been very helpful
He keeps beeping and booping around
I used to think I understood him
Now I know, he’s just making sounds
Perhaps Obi Wan knows the answer
Otherwise I’ll have to look for myself
You never know where a Jedi will hide
Especially Yoda, that little green elf
Should you see Master Luke, please tell me
So I can shut myself down, for awhile
Chasing Jedi Knights, through the cosmos
Doesn’t quite fit into my lifestyle
September Writing Prompt – Imperial units – Day 7/30
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06 Thursday Sep 2018
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She knew something was up
When he didn’t come for dinner
She even prepared his favorite sauce
He always told her, it was a winner
She tried not to think of the worst
Maybe he got stuck at work
More like he was out, with some floozy
That husband of hers, what a jerk!
She decided to teach him a lesson
In fact, she made it her only mission
When he came in, she smelled perfume
And knew then, it wasn’t a suspicion
He tried to explain where he had been
But she wasn’t buying it, not one bit
Took her saucepan off the stove top
And gave him a great big hit
On top of his head, with a thud
He landed, flat on his back
Maybe next time, he’ll think twice
Before he spends time in another sack
September Writing Prompt – Saucy Suspicions – Day 6/30
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