Today, I decided to indulge in my very favorite type of writing: “letters”/comments/replies to so many of you in this writers’ community of bloggers! I really must start keeping track of all my comment word-lengths, if for no other reason than just to buff my nails and brag to myself while soaking in a well-earned (according to Yours Truly) bubble bath. However, I did save a FEW words for this little lines:
THE CHURCH LADY AND THE FAMOUS FUDGE
MOVED IN NEXT DOOR TO A HENHOUSE
MADE OF GINGERBREAD WITHOUT DRIPS
AND PLANTED A HOBBYLOBBY BLOOMING PINK
BESIDE THE FRONTWALK TO THE FIVE-AND-DIME
JUST AROUND THE CORNER FROM THE PERFECT PIE
AT THE BAKE SALE HELD ON THE MAYOR’S LAWN
OUTLINED IN PINK PINAFORES AND RED SUSPENDERS
JUST BEFORE FINDING A PARKING TICKET ON
LOWLY WORMS CAR STICKING OUT IN THE HOMECOMING
BACK DOWN THE STREET TO WHERE NO MAN’S LAND
JOINS THE DARK LAGOON SUBSIDING UNDER
THE GREAT WHITE WAY.
See you tomorrow with an essay with a tail!(per Kana’s Notebook)
granbee 