He never thought his theft from the museum would be a big deal. It was just a set of perfume bottles his mother admired. The perfumes were pure, but taking them up from their placed display, an exposed smell began to waft around him. Just a moment in time he was suddenly the center of attention, and the guards were called. He was taken away immediately.
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You should have heard Bob McGill talk
When comes to boast, doesn’t balk
His life is supreme
Rides on a sunbeam
If only I had a big rock!
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Laughing Along With A Limerick
I’m really an intelligent guy
Always want to know why
Ask questions a lot, talkative sot
Friends call me a blabber
Or a jibber jabber
I just like to speak
But there can be havoc I wreak
When I’m talking with too much cheek.
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Quadrille #229 – Shall We Jabber On?
“It wasn’t me honest, I didn’t even see it.”
“What?”
“This donut? Is that what you’re talking about?”
“Well, you see dad was making breakfast and he happened to drop the box of donuts.”
“While he was rounding them up for the kids, this one just rolled over to the couch and under the cushions”.
“I know, weird, huh? I don’t suppose you need this one, because it was the thirteenth in the baker’s dozen…uh…”. Puts his head down on his paws and looks up sincerely, pleadingly…
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donuts will roll like a wheel with a hole
careful paw hides what is seen
under cushions sneaked meal
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*cute picture I had to write a story too, but this might be a kimo poem
Monday Poetry Prompt: Under the Cushions
“Yup, Henry, I see it, right there in the right hand corner!”
“Uh, you’re looking in the mirror, it’s up in the left corner”. Henry didn’t mean to be condescending, it was just an innocent remark, but to Mimi, it was a criticism. Mimi was on the verge of asking Henry for a divorce. Nothing was the same after five years of marriage. Mimi thought her brother was right, she and Henry should have lived together before they made it official. The now seemingly loveless union needed to end.
“Well, wherever it is, it needs to be fixed, now!” Mimi left and went to the grocery store. Henry was baffled, but she was right, the crack was getting bigger. He also left, for the hardware store.
It’s doubtful a crack could be the final straw, but it was.
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Many a time on the highway
Finding a phone on a byway
Was a difficult task
And if you asked
The owner of an accompanied store
They’d look at you and shrug, bored
The outside booths we’d prefer
Noisy but caused no burr
Now if you see them, it is rare
Which is sad ‘cause some people have the fare
But no cell or service wherever there
Paying for everything with a card,
Change for a phone may be hard
To find.
So if you’re traveling here and there, better opt for a cell phone while you’re somewhere.
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Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #333
Ever feel like your world may be flat after all? That traveling to the edge is possible? Running to find out is probably dangerous. Trying to runaway to the edge to see if there’s something …more. There has to be something more! Maybe I’ll try it tomorrow.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!
The voice from the mirror was present again, the roots of time gone by telling the prophecy again. The debris of opened doors always would lead to a story from the past. I never wanted to travel to those regrettable events, but it was a prophecy that couldn’t be denied.
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Wordle 718
I wish I could spend more time with my family. I have way too much free time.
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I am completely out of ideas. I lost the tow rope while fishing and now no way together back to shore. If I had big feet and toes I could use them as flippers and swim back. See? No ideas🙄😵💫
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 9, 2025
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