My cousin Kevin worked at Kew
he kept the kale well clipped
He couldn’t cut too closely though
in case his clippers slipped
He used a cutlass on the grass
as sharp as sharp could be
A fact that he regretted much
as he sliced right through his knee
Regardless, Kevin hopped around
but fell and banged his head
He rolled across the grass and then
he rolled into the bed
Alas poor Kevin is no more
succumbed to cuts too many
And if you want another verse
Well tough, there are not any!
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
The crime had remained unsolved for 40 years.
Someone had stolen the largest ballpen, as verified in the Guinness Book of World Records.
They’d left the shaft and ink sleeve propped against the Eiffel tower.
Now the giant ball had been found. Hidden in plain sight all these years!
(279 characters)
My camel is really quite small
because he has no humps at all
He can’t store lots of water
the way that he oughta
so buys his supplies at a stall
Guess the name of my camel?
Humphrey!
(that’s twice in 4 weeks that I’ve used oughta)
Well, I didn’t expect to be back so soon with this, but I so enjoyed the first Smile time that I had to discover just where those children lived.
They are from Podersdorf am See, a small market town in Austria with a population of only about 2,500. They are very near to the Slovakia and Hungary borders, so my guess at East European was pretty accurate.
They have what appears to be a fantastic primary school with a fine musical tradition, and here they are, with my Smile time #2, singing “Good Morning, Did you sleep well? I love the anticipation of the percussionists!
There are many things in life that make me smile, and I like to smile! It is so much easier than frowning, or grimacing.
I have decided to, occasionally, pass things on that I happen across that have made me smile. The first is something that I included in a comment on Colleen Brown’s lovely blog, The Chatter Blog. If you’ve never read any of Colleen’s words, or seen her delightful drawings, I can guarantee that you will find many a smile amongst her wise words and insightful sketches.
So, without further ado, here is my very first Smile time! The Ging Gang Goolie song.
It’s a gibberish song, widely spread around the world and popular among Scouts and Girl Guides as a campfire “round”. Originally Scandinavian. Sounds as though these are East European children. I bet you smiled!
Brazilian pianist, Eliane Rodrigues, plays on stage, then UNDER the stage!
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by Moritz 320 at Pixabay.comMy mind was a complete blank for this prompt. Not unusual for my mind to be blank, but I can normally dream up some weird linked tale. Well, not this week, so I let my mind run a little bit wilder and came up with this little poem which is, I hasten to add, entirely a figment of my weird imagination. HONESTLY! Also, it fails miserably to come within the correct count.
All is ready, what a lark
hands unsteady, oh it’s dark
tripod mounted, camera fixed
film all counted, cocktails mixed
off with tops and let’s get snapping
I love swaps but not the slapping
All gone home, the films are printed
all alone I stared and squinted
Some may say I’m sad and lonely
Come and join us, ah, if only!
(311 characters)
If it’s sunny be sure to wear a hat!
I shall be at the local community allotment, hanging out with friends!
I befriended an umbrella bird
a beast that is somewhat absurd
it has a strange wattle
with multi-hued mottle
and dances divinely when stirred
Actually it is the bird of paradise that dances divinely and you can see the dance here.
A walrus of gigantic size
was also incredibly wise
It hardly surprises
she won lots of prizes
but worried about her large thighs
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