The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: the outfit.
I'm sure I was going to write something interesting here, but Max is snoring away right now and I'm finding it rather distracting.
Mine:
A skimpy little number
Draws so many stares.
"So what if I'm sixty-five?
Ladies love chest hair!"
Heh, I'm in Max's camp at the moment, it's been a pretty tiring weekend and I kind of wish I could have taken Monday off from work so that I could have a full length weekend. Given that they're openly asking for overtime volunteers though, I don't think they'd have said yes.
ReplyDeleteI love the punchline to your poem today. It made me smile :)
The outfit
Johnny's always running around,
Try to find his onesie;
Mary's buried it in the ground,
Somewhere lost, for eternity.
[with apologies to Robert Palmer, Johnny and Mary
Oh, and after you watch that video, tell me how many possible prompts ran through your mind!]
typos, ugh! again...
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budgie smugglers are on display
please, oh please, put them away
an outfit not fit for women to see
wear something else when you visit the sea
Greg - my goodness, that video certainly is a goldmine for prompt ideas.
ReplyDeleteI like what you've done with your poem as well :)
Writebite - I had not heard the term 'budgie smugglers' before. Now that I've (unfortunately) Googled it, I think it's hilarious.
The term, not the outfit. Just to be clear.
yup, it's an aussie thing:)
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