The exercise:
Write an apology, in the form of a four line poem.
Only had two loaves and a ciabatta loaf to put in the freezer today. Was just about perfect.
My one day weekend begins and ends tomorrow, as I got a call to work at the community centre Monday night. And I might be helping some friends with other work on Tuesday, if I can fit it into the family schedule.
So... I should probably get some rest while I can.
Mine:
My Dearest Sir...
Or is it Madam?
I'm sorry I'm still not sure,
I really, really am...
2 comments:
Heh, that's a disturbing thing to have to apologise for!
An apology
All I can do is express my regret
That I was the one who won the bet
That you're ugly enough that mirrors crack.
I'm really sorry, I take it back.
Greg - indeed!
Hah, and yours is something that would be rather awkward to apologize for :)
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