One-Liner Wednesday, June 3rd, 2020 – Is it just me?
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Oh it’s a rant alrightš¤
I hope you’ve had your breakfast or eaten already because this will make you sick to your stomach. This – I cant even say man – I am livid at his hypocrisy.
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dVerse Poets – Quadrille
Slip into a dream with me
Of oceans blue and quiet seas
The calmness will overwhelm
Waves rocking you into a realm
Of peace and distance from the fray
When we wish the world could be this way
Without the knowledge of our decay.
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https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/01/quadrille-105-cry-havoc-and-let-slip-the-dogs-of-war/#like-19941
Monsters
Monsters shrouded on a moor
Devils envisioned in dreams
Creepy crawlers on your floor
This is what we deem
As monsters, real or fake
Scary sights our minds make
Real monsters are displayed outright
Undisciplined, conceited, a boastful blight
Beware, and fight.
Lumberjack Contest
The lumberjack competitors started to disperse, quickly fighting through squads of onlookers to join their favorite event. The log float contest outcome depended on the river’s current and even the most unctuous of competitors didn’t look ahead with confidence to the outcome. However, the crowd would never tire of seeing the swarthy contestants knocked off their rolling feet, doused. Many layers of thick wood were bonded on the targets for the contest of axe throwing. The lumberjacks yelled “yeet” as they threw, meaning to add accuracy to their powerful arm strength.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/06/01/wordle-192-2/#like-20022
