Saturday May 30th, 2009

The exercise:

The topic for the Four Line Poem this week is: biting off more than you can chew.

The fundraising walk is tomorrow - last minute donations greatly appreciated!

Mine:

I think Spike is getting carried away.
"At least he's not chewing on your new boots!"
True, but it's hard to play fetch with a stick
That's still attached to the ground by its roots.

3 Comments:

Greg said...

Heh, if Spike's like any dog I've known, he'll get that stick up anyway, and then his owner's will have a bigger problem :)

Biting off more than you can chew

"It's very dark down here, are you sure that this is right?"
"It's where the vampire lives; now can you turn on the light?"
"...I can see so many coffins, what are we to do?"
"My dear, I think we've bitten off more than we can chew!"

Greg said...

Aaargh! Stray apostrophe in owner's! Please forgive me, I'm still working on my first coffee of the day :(
I hate when I spot my fingers have typed something without my mind noticing it. The downside to touch-typing...

Marc said...

Yeah, I wish there was an option to edit comments. I've deleted so many of mine :/

I like the scene you've created in your four lines :)