SoCS / WWP ~ Master Race #SoCS #WWP

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Some of earth’s animals were sucked out into space
Aliens from Mars were trying to create a new race
They were attempting to co-mingle genes from all different beasts
Hoping for a monster that would conquer worlds with ease
Not knowing the breeds on which they would tinker
Mixed a stink bug with skunk breeding one super-stinker
Luckily, the aliens gave up on their plan
The smell in their ship forced them back to their homeland

(75 words)

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For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Tinker in 75 words 

Written for the The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 17/19

Weekend Writing Prompt ~ Get Up #wwp

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You can live like a sloth in a faux idyllic way
Wasting the hours that make up your day
Instead pick a goal, then lift up your feet
And set out to conquer any activity
Be it a marathon that you’ve trained yourself for
Or a disorganized closet that’s become an eyesore
Perhaps connecting with an old friend or love
Or shampooing that long-neglected rug
The key to success should be turned to drive
Get yourself out of neutral and start feeling alive

(84 words)

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Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “idyll” in exactly 84 words.

Weekend Writing Prompt#91 – Curtis and the Beatles #sammiscribbles, #themagicshop

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My buddy, Curtis was quite the storyteller. Every morning at the diner, he would share with us all a tall of some sort. They usually involved celebrities. I honestly don’t know if Curtis believed his stories, but we still were entertained. This morning’s yarn was a “Curtisdoozie”. He proclaimed he knew a guy who was related to someone who knew “The Beatles”. Curtis claimed,

“Most of them Beatles songs had different titles”.

Me and the boys smirked.

Helter-Skelter’s original name was Heebie-Jeebies”.

I started to laugh thinking about poor John Lennon screaming “HEEBIE-JEEBIES!”

Curtis grinned at me, knowing full well that this was just “Beatles-bologna”.

(Exactly 111 words)

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Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the words “helter-skelter” in exactly 111 words.

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