It was just a lark
To quell a spark
My daughter young
Wants me to go along
It did look high
I started to sigh
I’ve done it before
Not since years or more
I sat in the seat
Clamped the bar down
It started to move
I started to frown
As you can see
From my photo here
It’s obvious to me
I was showing some fear!
My daughter below
Was watching with fright
The look on my face
Gave her no delight
I think when it comes to rides like these
I’ll just stand and watch the others with ease.
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Well Buzz, we did all we could
Never a matter if we should
It’s our duty to save the natives
These pilgrim dudes are getting creative
Next thing you know they’re taking over No place to live for natives, no cover
It’s just not right so we’re taking action Killing the lot of them, cause a reaction
They’ll think twice about bringing their band, and stop trying to conquer new lands
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No Theme Thursday: 05/02/24
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Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Hazy moon
I chose: Write a post in exactly 8 sentences.
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The Surprise
“You will be home before noon, right?” Her daughter hesitated, “I volunteer at the library till 11:00”. I had asked for morning delivery of the flower arrangement. I know her afternoons are busier. How to get her home in time and still keep it a surprise?
I had to say something. “Please be home before noon.” She knew something was up but didn’t ask any questions.
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Writer’s Workshop Prompts For May 2, 2024
Sara was running for her life. She thought this might happen before she used the lock pick on the old oak door. She knew it was in there, proof and thought her father was killed for it. She no longer had the keys to his home since his death and the home was willed to her uncle.
The proof was a certificate of ownership along with the patent for a new formula to replace gas for vehicles. Sara knew where it was hidden but her uncle was always home, probably afraid of just what happened on this night.
The lock opened and Sara sneaked into the huge library, was just about ready to retrieve the papers when her uncle walked in the room. Sara tried to act calm but the uncle knew what she was after. He just didn’t know where it was until now. Sara grabbed the packet and ran out of the room, pushing her uncle aside. She didn’t stop running till she reached her friend’s home, unknown to her uncle.
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 04/30/2024
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W3 Prompt #105: Wea’ve Written Weekly
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One-Liner Wednesday – Sprung
robin song chirping
wet spring leaves drip their answers
garden mums envy
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babies in nests chirp for breakfast
garden worms dive deep
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**I have no idea if this is in correct form
24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 32, 4/30/24, Part II, Grain Rain (April 19 – May 4) Koku 穀雨
Strength in the sea, we’re always learning down here.
You may think you know, but we watch constantly.
And because of this,
we will survive longer.
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Four Line Fiction (2418)
The Bag Lady 
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