It was a clear blue Saturday; bright, sunny and free of clouds. Ten year old shy Sue was thinking about how her mood was so good, no need to pretend, and not about being alone. No need to ponder in her mind about sad things. Skipping along the edge of her fence, content to just be happy today, she was smiling.
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Seems an easy set but no☺️
MLMM Monday Wordle #501
The poker table full of swells
Each had a peculiar tell
Joe noticed the slip
When Jack curled his lip
Now Jack’s signal no longer sells.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick
The town was sleepy
The brains were hollow
A horse to ride
Man’s death to follow
Galloping through, he gives you a scare
About the head…no one cares!
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!
Quick facts.
Born: Nov 7, 1943 (82 years), Fort Macleod, Canada
Spouse: Larry Klein (m. 1982–1994), Chuck Mitchell (m. 1965–1967)
Children: Kelly Dale Anderson
Height: 5′ 6″
Parents: Myrtle Anderson, Bill Anderson
Genre: Rock
I had many JM albums and know the words by heart. So many songs had special meaning for me but I’m sharing one of my other favorites here!
He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel
He was drinking for diversion
He was thinking for himself
A little money riding on the Maple Leafs
Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves
She says let me sit down
You know, drinkin’ alone’s a shame
It’s a shame it’s a crying shame
Look at those jokers
Glued to that damn hockey game
Hey honey-you’ve got lots of cash
Bring us round a bottle
And we’ll have some laughs
Gin’s what I’m drinking
I was raised on robbery
I’m a pretty good cook
Sitting on my groceries
Come up to my kitchen
I’ll show you my best recipe
I try and I try but I can’t save a cent
I’m up after midnight cooking
Trying to make my rent
I’m rough but I’m pleasin’
I was raised on robbery
We had a little money once
They were pushing through a four lane highway
Government gave us three thousand dollars
You should have seen it fly away
First he bought a ’57 Biscayne *
He put it in the ditch
He drunk up all the rest
That son of a bitch
His blood’s bad whiskey
I was raised on robbery
You know you ain’t bad looking
I like the way you hold your drinks
Come home with me honey
I ain’t asking for no full length mink
Hey, where you going
Don’t go yet
Your glass ain’t empty and we just met
You’re mean when you’re loaded
I was raised on robbery
© November 28, 1973; Crazy Crow
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Charles Manson Was a Wanna Be Musician
My lover dead, I have no remorse, never mourn him, and he’s lying in a grave for ghostly apparition folk up in the pines. His penance for the shadowy life he led is to be confined to the yard where only dastardly fragments of his miserable life can be remembered. Only on one night can the moon’s glimmer show over the graveyard, Halloween!
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Wordle 781
Pumpkins colored all in a row
Soon will be covered in snow
Rotting or frozen on an old step
They’re done for the year, out of pep.
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS October 31, 2026
She thought the costume was user friendly
Convivial opening top to ending
Halloween, a cause to party
Wanted to show off as artsy
Celebrating started at ten
All ghouls could rise up then
Hiding behind the old gravestones
Played creepy music on her phone
Old man Smythe traveled by
Saw her, and said “oh Gertie, thought you’d died!”
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Weekend Writing Prompt #492 – Convivial
Here is this week’s image to get your creative juices flowing!
Please create one senryu and one haiku to accompany this image prompt. Remember that traditional American haikus and senryus are three lines presented in a 5-7-5 syllabic pattern. The haiku describes nature or a season, and the senryu focuses on human nature and emotions.
This image depicts a mountain range, with a man hiking on one of the grey and black ridges in the foreground. The colors beyond it in the middle are a kaleidoscope of shades of red and orange, with white clouds and blue sky at the top.
Then, provide a link in the comments below or ping back to this post on your blog.
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beauty in pastels
layered perfection above
picture a sunset clouding
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traveling softly
sunset hues layered display
nature paints beauty
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SenHai Saturday #42
Of course we all know the blowhard and he blew by today.
It seems he’s blowing around every corner, day and night as he hits the campaign trails. Every state gets blown red as he demands their votes. It’s not just that he’s windy but he storms relentlessly on social media. And when he blowsifys into your state you know there’s bad weather ahead. Raining ridiculous remarks, in a regular roundup of red hats.
Mark Twain blew into my head as he commented that true loyalty belongs to the country rather than political parties or governments.
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Meet the bar by verbing your verse
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