Where could I make some loot
I didn’t playing the flute
That instrument was a brute,
The orchestra gave me the boot
Maybe I could gather fruit
Sell at a street fair booth
Alas my ideas not astute
It’s hard to give a hoot.
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Quadrille #219 – A Poetic Hootenanny
The sight of Liam in a kilt
Caused Jennie Malone’s heart to wilt
His job was gardens in homes
Cute ones with little fun gnomes
Worked well ‘till he stood on a tilt
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They say I’m a playboy, but I was laying there in the hammock, nude, tanning all my tender parts and practicing my bassoon, when an alligator jumped up and bit me! So I knocked him right out with my tenoroon!
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Can You Tell A Story In…
My name
I never liked my name
Cherished
I always wanted to be
Beloved
Always misspelled
Darling
My best friend always calls me Chérie
Cheryl
Learned to accept Carol without correction
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MTB: The Poetry of Names
Dream is…wish your heart makes.
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If only I could walk.
If only I had a handicapped entry.
If only I had a slanted ramp to the grass.
If only I had a ramp that covered gravel.
If only I had a ramp from my back door to the parking lot.
“If onlys” are a waste of time.☺️
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!
Wordle 697
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 2, Synonyms Only, 3/4/2025
Electrocardiogram which is not as scary as you might think. When I received this prompt I had been looking at my EOBs deciding what to pay when. It has been an eventful year after ten mild ones, and I’m not even mentioning the T word!😳🙄🤯
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 8, 2025
The Bag Lady 
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