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Sunday, 19 April 2009

day 18

For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem with an interaction of some sort. The interaction does NOT have to be between people, though it can. For instance, you could write about the interaction between a bee and a flower; or an owl and a field mouse. Or just write about a traffic cop getting into an argument with a speeder. Just as long as there is some sort of interaction going on.

pub talk


sitting in the pub
perched on a stool
waiting for my cheeseburger
wondering if i should
have a beer
local farmers i suppose
four of them
"can't let a woman have a working dog"
"you are so right!"
"absolutely ruins the dog"
"women just don't understand"
"aye, no way should a woman
be allowed near a working dog"
"too much mollycoddling"
a tight knit group
drinks in hand, men with working dogs
obviously a superior species

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2 comments:

Margo Moon said...

HA!

Munnins wouldn't be a working breed, would she?

reeflightning said...

in ayrshire, if you say working dog you mean a border collie ... the crazy little critters with the herding instinct. afraid miss munnin is too bumptious and willful (typical bull terrier) to be allowed near the sheep lol!