The Bag Lady

Painted iron based keys, a mystery to the small hands fiddling with great grandma’s belongings. Hands tiny, but minds heavy with curiosity. What would these keys open – a small box of secret treasures? Carol stifled a giggle as she looked at her sister, two years older. Maybe she knew, but then Mary shook her head nervously and hoped they’d get back to the tea garden soon. Mary was not the adventurous type and certainly never wanted to disappoint mother. Carol thought they were just sitting there in the bowl, and quickly snatched one for her apron pocket.

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24 April 2026

V is for vote, and this year, it is super important you do so! For yourself, your families, your children’s futures. Think of a library where you could no longer let your child pick out the book they want to read, or being accepted in a college class, eat at your favorite restaurant, etc, etc….Think of the freedoms you use every day and what it would mean to not have them anymore. I’m asking you to think and VOTE!

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We looked out the window
Saw nothing but snow

Kids were squirrelly
“What can we do now?”

Parents spied their looks of doom
Decided to move to the other room

“I know what, popcorn balls!”
Mom’s expectations were small.

Dad started popping the corn
The popper looked pretty worn.

He over estimated its capacity
Mom thought, what audacity!

His not reading the recipe
Turned the kitchen to a messily

Full blown popcorn popper’s delight
Popcorn everywhere caused a fight

Mom and dad ever so sad
Butter sugar mess was what they now had

Kids gloom just disappeared
Faces with corn butter smeared

Parents slumped in chairs looking tired
Kids now smiling, their parents admired

Saturday Slime Day it was named

Used it Saturdays when weather was lame.

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W3 Prompt #208: Wea’ve Written Weekly

I’m having a Tough Time keeping Up with the alphabet😳☺️ in this year’s challenge. I wanted a joke for every letter and then my internet keeps going out when right in the middle of something – it freezes and stays Until you’re in the middle of cooking, cleaning, or playing games with friends.🤪 Now I’m just trying to catch Up on things I’ve missed and find my regular prompters are missing😱. So if you hold a regular prompt, please send me a link at cjscan_1999@yahoo.com so I can respond. I love prompts and would like to Use them, thank you!

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On making decisions, comedian Stephen Wright says: “conclusions-the place where you got tired of thinking”

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One-Liner Wednesday – Decisions, decisions

The Quality Run System….yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is my opinion…for my country’s government. The quality of the president’s cabinet is a fine example of how one man can look for the most depraved, demented quacks and put them in charge of our most important jobs. These jobsters decide your health, your safety, your money, your position in the world, and I have to laugh at the education commander who formerly led the WWE…sorry about that, I had a giggling fit. All unQualified, all join other cabinet members attaching puppet strings to their uniforms. And you might query…who’s pulling the president’s strings, might that be my R?

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Mobile has changed meaning in my small world. Sixty years ago it was a toy hung above my baby’s crib to entertain them before sleep. Years later, it meant I could be mobile with a station wagon and car seats. Then came the cellular phone, then a luxury. Now a cell phone is almost a necessity as stationery phones in booths have disappeared. Personally, it is my lifeline and on my body at all times.

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Writing Prompts

Joe carried his rifle close to his body as he tramped through tall swaying grass on this side of the prairie. His skin was flush from the steam of humidity, warning rain was on its way. The perfume of the coming drops drifted by him, and the hypnotic dance of tall golden grasses pleased the senses. A beetle’s hiss completed the western scene and Joe was one of many who appreciated the radiance of it all.

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Wordle 753

“A Patch of Old Snow” written by Robert Frost is my inspiration for this poem, a zuihtsu. The line is, “There’s a patch of old snow in a corner…” The snow is compared to a piece of paper.

Old snow, why don’t you melt away

Ensuring

The street beauty as spring rains

Wash away the grimy aftermath of a storm

Lovely white snow storms don’t linger

Only as a dirty reminder of what winter was.

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