Saturday May 13th, 2017

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about something that has been: ransacked.

Weather was all over the place today. Just glad the rain held off until it was time for me to head for home.

I think I'll pack a parka, a rain jacket, and shorts for work tomorrow, just to be on the safe side.

Mine:

Socks, shirts, underwear -
Just throw 'em on the floor.
Rings, jewels, money -
Grab 'em and look for more...

2 Comments:

Greg said...

Sounds like you're having different interesting experiences than those you had while working in the bakery! Though I can't quite tell if you're enjoying them or not....
Well, your poem definitely describes ransacking! Is this from personal experience...? :)

Ransacked
State of the art burglar deterrents
Beaten by Partners in Rhyme;
A museum completely ransacked,
To pay for a bigger crime!

Marc said...

Greg - I've definitely grown accustomed to the new routine now. I'm not sure how well I was handling things back when this was written, but I don't think I was having too bad a time of it.

Always appreciate a reference to Partners in Rhyme, and I enjoyed this little ode to their work :)