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An odd rhyme.What I saw surprised me, It wasn't very big. It flew around in front of me, Then sat upon a twig. It didn't 'ave no feathers, It didn't 'ave no fur. And when I looked more closely, It wasn't really there!
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Gracie's Collection
Fun With English, Opus 4When two young, moderately successful vaudeville performers teamed up for a comedy act in 1923, it didn’t take long to realize that they had found the right fit — both personally and professionally — and that their future success would be far beyond moder...
A Little Drab'll Do Ya
Just having some fun with the drabble competition prompts...She woke up ecstatic at the thought of the joyful preparations ahead. She really loved the holidays.Then she caught sight of a printout her husband had left on the table. The Christmas present ticked her off mightily."You got what for my mother?” "It's n...
A Writer's Lament
What's a gal to do when her muse disappears?My muse has gone missing! She just up and left. Abandoned, alone... I'm confused and bereft. I've looked high and low, But she's not to be found. Dagnabit! Why, oh why, did she Have to go underground? The world slows to a crawl When my muse isn't here. Pl...
I wake in the morningAnd rouse out from my bedVisions of yesterdayStill dancing in my head. Down the hall, I do walkTrying not to stumbleThoughts and words come to meThey're all in a jumble. To that place in the houseFinally make my wayTis here that I beg...
Five Minute Adventures Presents: Mister Sunshine
Continued from the pages of Raccoons Robbing Rail CityHe was a tinkerer ever since he could remember; plastic bricks, tiny fake logs, that’s how it all began. Since then, he had graduated to bigger and better things–they weren’t actually very big things in any literal sense of the word, but definitely much b...
A Word Geek Visits the Doctor
Fun With English, Opus 3It's a dire diagnosis for our intrepid heroine... "We don't see you in here often, Maggie. What seems to be the trouble today?" "Well, doctor, its this darn apostrophe, thats how it started but things has got alot worse in the past couple days. I should o...
The Hinge (Rhymes With Thing)
Fun With English, Opus 2Some words that we believe exist, really don't. Our family dinner that Sunday held a certain amount of importance. It would be the first time in ages that we'd all be together at a time besides a major holiday — and the first time my two older sisters wou...
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The Spelling Bee
Fun With English, Opus 1Some words that don't exist, really ought to. "The word is 'peppier,' pronounced 'pep-ee-ay'," announced the spelling bee moderator."Definition, please," replied the entrant, launching by rote into the set of questions she had been taught to ask."One wh...
Hormonal Ambivalence
Dedicated to a complex love-hate relationship with our indispensable chemical messengersHormones are vital (as anyone knows), Steering everything from sleep to sex drive. Without them, we couldn't feel or think — Indeed, we need hormones to thrive. Yet they behave in peculiar ways, Some may wane while others surge. Normal functioning is nigh...
Uncool, Uncouth, Uncaring
Some people are unbelievably uncivilTreated with politeness, you respond with sheer disdain, Spewing forth drivel, sanctimonious and inane. Rude, demanding, belligerent and sassy — Ungrateful, unkind, decidedly unclassy. Your actions are summed up by words that start with 'un' — Uninspired,...
Again and Again: The Endless Loop
Another of the people you meet along the way in life. This one is an eager sort...Hey, listen up! Here’s a fantastic notion! You ought to hurry and put it in motion. What’s that, you don’t like it? In fact you disagree? I'll just keep repeating, ’til you concur with me. Unfazed by your refusals, I'll push again and again. My idea might...
A Pressing Problem On Stories Space
Just addressing a pressing problem here on Stories Space...hate to mention names...:)It seems the Rascal’s head’s in a swell,Of this fact none could dispel,Her boasting that she’s always correct,Is just a phase, I would suspect,Though to be certain only time will tell. Risking the harmony of this peaceful site,By going around boasting she...
Better Than You
It's inevitable, it seems, to encounter someone like this along life's journey...Hello, I'm new here. I am better than you. I'm smarter and kindlier — Cleverer too! You're stupid - you're snooty - You're unworthy of my precious time. As for me, it's plain to see: I'm magnificent and sublime! While I am Secretariat,Or perhaps Seattle S...
Toujours Raison
A trio of limericks about a dilemma few of us — certainly not I, for instance — will ever face.Un 'Tis a challenge to always be right, To gently correct when with words one could smite. To remain patiently kind When dealing with those of small mind. Yet not be dragged down by the blight. Deux What does it take to always be right? Hands down each ti...