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MLMM Wordle

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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Have you ever had a rough morning where you needed a laugh, wishing you had some cinnamon stick tea, water brewing over a hot flame? Then you pour it out, stir it up take a sip and get a shock. It is bitter and sour. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door and who should it be, but the cat in the hat! “Oh my dear, you need some cheer! Discard the tea and come with me. Let’s have a lark, we’ll go to the park. How fun it will be just you and me. We will play seek and hide, fly down the slide and anything else you prefer, this morning will just be a blur.”

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MLMM Monday Wordle #396

dVerse Poets Quadrille

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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He lures, assures, then defers, the promise
Resolute to convolute, he acts cute
She is shy, believes the lie of this fake Adonis
Always playing girls, is his repute
She wants the dream, thinks he’s the cream
Believes his scheme, but now he’s downstream.

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** I shouldn’t have tried to make a poem out of this. It didn’t work.

Time for a 44-word poem!

The Sunday Whirl

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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Through the ghoulish night, the wind spins a wicked spell. Unable to sleep, Sara feels a spirit as it begins to stir. She rises, almost unwillingly, her body moves, she seems wrapped in a blanket. “What tricks of the mind are doing this? I’ve never believed in ghosts, yet here I am, transported to the graveyard.” She seemed unable to speak or cry for help, as her bare feet were now set upon the freezing ground. The steps of a mausoleum were covered in dead weeds and spider webs. Sara was horribly afraid of spiders and shivered as she saw some moving. Unable to control her movements, she was transferred into the crypt.

Sara knew that buried within this hollowed tomb was the body of a distant relative who used to live in Sara’s house. It was rumored in family stories that Agatha had been a witch. It was never proven, and she was drowned by the township elders. Sara suddenly realized this might have been the date of Agatha’s drowning.

When she entered the crypt, a light shown her the casket in the room. Sara walked up and put a hand on Agatha’s coffer. Curiously, Sara felt a sadness, and thought she heard a sigh. She weirdly felt sorrow for Agatha, not really believing the old stories handed down in family gatherings.

The light went out, darkness surrounded her and Sara was able to move on her own. She turned and fled the burial chamber and when outside saw the sun was about to rise. In an instant she was relieved and felt the blanket around her, but her feet still felt the cold. She ran over the grassy mounds and into her house. Sara was certainly confused as to how she found herself outside in the old graveyard which bordered her yard, but decided she would try to find out what really happened to Agatha, and if she was dreaming or were ghosts or spirits real?

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Wordle 678

Chat Fact🤯

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

Frustration grows

As “hold” music flows

Tapping my fingers now, growing impatient

The helper person seems complacent

The spiel of thank you for being a customer, blah, blah, blah

Already heard five times, it’s beginning to gnaw

I can’t understand the accent too thick

Companies hiring these people I think is a trick

The institutions hire, probably to irritate

So you finally hang up nothing solved while you wait

Is it a ploy by these institutions

That way they don’t need to provide solutions

Frustrated people asking again to repeat

The helper person polite but can’t speak

In any understandable speech

Why have a job, answering phones, I implore

Why not just work in the actual store?

Is it purposeful to hire them just to frustrate

So companies don’t have to reciprocate

When they overcharge or make a mistake

Is it their game so you to hang up, deflate?

Then the company can sit back and relax

They don’t have to deal with you, overtaxed

You finally hangup with no problem solved

So tired and frustrated and nothing’s resolved. 

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NTT 3 – Future Vision

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
It finally happened
He realized his dreams were real
His mind was full of images
He could not reveal
The visitors explained this was just for him
Any disclosure and the outcome would be grim.
Finally tried to clear his head
Explaining what he saw
The doctors listened carefully
Then asked him to draw.
The pencil started shaking
He asked for colors more
Furiously the pens were moving
Papers falling on the floor
After he was done and the doctors shown
It was decided, the patient’s mind was blown
Now he’s medicated, sitting all alone
But images were the truth as he was shown.

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