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Lost in Space ~ #AprilWriting #poetry

30 Monday Apr 2018

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I thought April’s prompts were done

Then along comes Will Robinson

Can this get any stranger?

Oh wait, Danger! Danger!

Michelle sure has a weird sense of fun!

But I have to admit, I don’t mind

It’s kind of my way to unwind

I go to some faraway place

Where I can get “lost in space”

And be away from the day to day grind!

 

April Writing Prompt:  Danger, Danger, Will Robinson! – Day 31/30 (Don’t ask lol)

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Nuka-Cola Asphyxiola ~ #AprilWriting #poetry

30 Monday Apr 2018

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She wouldn’t listen when they tried to warn her
Drinking soda was no good for her waist

But she was addicted to sweet Nuka-Cola
She simply adored its taste

There was something about the flavor
The more she drank, the more she would crave

Never heeded the warning label
That sent her straight to an early grave

Right there, on the front of the bottle
Underneath the soft drink’s name

Excessive consumption unhealthy
Warning: choking hazard, it proclaimed

 

April Writing Prompt:  Nuka-Cola Asphyxiola – Day 30/30
Normally, this would be the last poem for April’s writing prompts, but it seems Michelle sneaked in an extra day…so April has 31!!!

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Narf and Snarf’s Gnarly Adventure ~ #AprilWriting #poetry

29 Sunday Apr 2018

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Two friends went out for a ride
Always hanging, by each other’s side
It was the righteous thing to do
Besides, it was nothing new
Both of them took it in stride

Narf finally met his bride to be
Sitting under a magnolia tree
Let’s go out on a date
Won’t get you home late
I promise, he said, wait and see

“Cowabunga!” Narf cried, with joy
A slap on the back, “Atta boy!”
Came from his dear friend Snarf
Who really wanted to barf
This friendship, a girl did destroy

Seems Snarf was just being screwed
By a so called pal, who was rude
Cared not for his friend
And, so this was the end
Of the adventures of two gnarly dudes

 

April Writing Prompt:  Gnarly Narfs – Day 29/30

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Sucking Skeevers ~ #AprilWriting #poetry

28 Saturday Apr 2018

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I really don’t know how to start this
Dear Michelle, what on Earth have you done?

You want me to write about skeevers who suck
I think you’ve absorbed too much sun

The only skeevers I really know about
Are those who are afraid to touch

Things that others have slobbered on
Like silverware, drink straws, and such

Is this what I’m supposed to write about?
It’s kind of gross, I don’t think that I should

But I promised I’d do all the writing prompts
And this is the best I could do, hope it’s good!

 

April Writing Prompt:  Sucking skeevers – Day 28/30

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Run for the Border ~ #AprilWriting #poetry

27 Friday Apr 2018

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An uproarious tale was once told
How she’d steal everything, made of gold
Though the goods were all fake
She would snatch and she’d take
Anything that could possibly be sold

Keeping everything, in such great disorder
They mistakenly arrested her daughter
For something she didn’t do
But took the blame, nothing new
And let Mom make a run for the border

 

April Writing Prompt:  Pilfering pandemonium – Day 27/30

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