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Since my internet is down and couldn’t think of a joke with D, I guess this group is aptly named for the last few months, at least!

“Money for Nothing” – the ballroom comes to mind😒

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Jim put down the newsletter reminding parents to polish brass instruments such as cymbals with toothpaste. The Peacock being the school mascot, the uniform colors were blue, purple and gold. Charlie took pride in his school and the band.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

fresh water coming down

hello old green moldy one

bright green ferns a gift for you

while children play on colorful boards

under your watchful tutoring

not too deep, warm, just right

purple lichen add to this charm

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #080

Imagine if you had some pride

President T by your side

Every word he says is a lie

You’re standing there, but want to hide

He glances with a look so snide

His speech with pressure plied

No longer can you abide…him!

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Meaning, when is congress going to get rid of this monster?

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 4, 2026

I’m the chairman of the board

Don’t think of me as master or lord

I’ll rule as honestly as I can

Every day of my four year span

Ignore men in uniform with guns

They won’t bother you or your little ones

They simply want to keep the peace

If taken you’ll soon be released

It’s a check for skin I like

No black or brown, only white

After you’re checked may be detained

I’m chairman and it is my reign

Uh, excuse my language, and it’s content

I’m only the president.

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Writing Prompts

“Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.” Stephen Wright

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Photo Fiction – April 2, 2017

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“If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?” Stephen Wright

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Susan looked up to the metal basket with fear, an old fear that now replayed in her brain, of old trips to the woodshed to fill the metal can with small pieces of wood. It was a scary errand. Grandmother knew how frightening it was for Susan, but still insistent on her doing the chore. In the woodshed hung huge hairy spiders, sitting on their ancient webs, hoping for a fly or bee for their next meal. Susan had an inordinate fear of spiders in general, even tiny ones inside the house. Seeing the container, she couldn’t help but shudder.

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3 April 2026