I’ll take the lash, the prisoner said
Didn’t want them to lop off his head
Luck had it his skin was leathery tough
The whip couldn’t break it, too rough
The prisoner’s luck then ran out
They took off his shoes and his feet lost out.
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This is a sorry excuse for response🙄😵💫🎃
Who would have thought that you could stick a coffee filter on a camp light and the specter hidden in the haunted cave that preys on surfers would scare it? Even in the forest he tries to frighten the kids, doing his head spin and fly around trees causing havoc, but they know he brews monster actions just to have the beach to himself. Cutting holes to make a face in the white paper, the kids perched it on the lamp. The scary glow did the trick!
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Wordle 780
dark hard floor
crushed by saltwater
awaits waves
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muted tones
meld the soft and bold
sea features
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SenHai Saturday #40
I wish there was a surge,
where all constituents merge,
save the country, even save themselves.
If it happened it would serve
them all and justice preserved.
Now we’re all so divided,
ideas constantly collided,
with violence
and never silenced,
hatred and our beloved country baited.
Other factions see our failure
to reign in the behavior
of a crazy man
doing what he can
and they make a plan.
Start a war for no apparent reason,
congress ignores this treason,
and the other factions reign.
Why can’t we see what is so plain?
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!
It’s already here, the bedlam you mention
All of the newscasters call your attention
To the mindboggling actions of dear sir
I don’t even think the scent of myrrh
Poured over them all – the administration
Which used to be a sane institution
But now it’s bedlam, I’m sure you agree
Might we should leave, but where to flee?
I doubt other countries are willing to greet
People who can’t stand on their own feet.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #491 – Bedlam
It’s fallish here
Winds starting
Cloudy skies
Paler sunset hues
Waiting for snow
Then windyish and snow!
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS October 24, 2026
Stirring, stirring
This god awful brew
The cauldron old
The recipe new
Since I made the commitment
It’ll have to do
Witches are busy this time of year
So I said I’d be happy to cook it right here
That was a mistake as I can see now
Even the cats are starting to yowl
The mixture’s too thick, getting hard to stir
I should have used hogs’ breath instead of myrrh
Finally, its now a feast for the eyes
“Green and perfect”, my curdling cries
The witch coven will think I’m neat.
As I serve them this Halloween treat.
October Writing Prompts
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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — October 23
I’ve pretty much lost hope with this country’s government leadership.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #490 – Hope
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The trapeze above the bed was just a tease for Jim Shepherd. He could do a backflip, grab the cheese prize and be fast asleep, prone on the pillows in two seconds flat. The hotel staff had timed him 41 times.
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