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A Tisket for a Tasket ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

09 Friday Mar 2018

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I promise if you tell me yours
I’ll surely tell you mine
I’m pretty sure we will agree
Our lives would be divine

I wrote mine on a scrap of paper
But the wind blew it away
I hope it’s you who finds it
Before another, this I pray

Oh! You found it, I’m so glad
Just thrilled, beyond compare
You say you knew this all along
I didn’t think you’d care

See, I am just a tisket
Waiting patiently
For my perfect tasket
Then happy, we could be

Together, for the rest of time
Through dawn and dark of night
You will be my only one
And I, will be your light

 

March Writing Prompt:  A Tisket for a Tasket – Day 9/31

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Punch Drunk ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

08 Thursday Mar 2018

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I blame Michael (Afterwards) for this LOL


Helium could never do the trick

Poor guy, he would fizzle out too quick

So he hit the punch bowl

Till the drink took its toll

After that, he was fun loving Dick

 

March Writing Prompt:  Punch Drunk – Day 8/31

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Silly Assumptions ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

07 Wednesday Mar 2018

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Assuming she had all the time in the world
And life’s rules did not apply to her

She was frivolous, wasting every chance
As if minutes lost, could once again occur

Seconds, ticking ever so quickly, racing
Passing through the day, she didn’t notice

She spent her life, never seeing tomorrow
So completely blind, and out of focus

And when her time had passed her by
Still, she cared not for what she had lost

She wouldn’t believe she had no time left
She’d simply beg for more, no matter the cost

 

March Writing Prompt:  Silly Assumptions – Day 7/31

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Hobbity Bobbity ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

06 Tuesday Mar 2018

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There was an old frog named Hobbity
Who liked to lay on a lily pad and bobbity

He’d sway with the ripples, on the lake
Basking in the sun, a joy to partake

He disliked the winter, and all the snow
Waiting for spring, to put on a show

For all the lady frogs, who’d hop on by
Hoping to make them swoon and sigh

But days went by too slowly for Hobbs
Impatient, was he, this old frog

So he jumped in, through the ice
Paid a terrible price!

Now ole Hobbs and Fiona hobnob

 

You can read about Fiona HERE

March Writing Prompt:  Hobbity Bobbity – Day 6/31

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Down by the Old Mill ~ #poetry #MarchWriting

05 Monday Mar 2018

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A decrepit old coot she was not
Though her body parts told otherwise

Whenever she walked, she made a strange sound
So she wasn’t a big hit with the guys

No matter how hard she tried
They ignored poor Josephine, until

They found out the secret she hides
Kept in the old lumber mill

Sneaking in quietly, late one night
They made their way, through the dark

One lit a match to see where they were
But all he did, was create a huge spark!

The place went up like a bonfire
Seems they found ole Josey’s still

Now all there is, is a cranky old maid
Sitting on top, of what’s left, of the mill

 

March Writing Prompt:  Creaky Cranks – Day 5/31

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