Figment gone wild -- for dVerse Quadrille #203
Can't Win All
Tell you little figment bout
my imagination wild
Was a little boy again
getting the cows to come in
Birdie, workhorse disliked me
concerned for the cows' freedom
Walked over and kicked me good
in the back I was bedridden
I limp still today
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- I am linked with Lillian hosting at dVerse Quadrille #203, (must be exactly 44 word poem) and this one contain the word "figment"
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Labels: Children, Dream, dVerse prompt, Quadrille
posted by Jim @ 6/10/2024 07:28:00 PM
6 comments
6 Comments:
That's quite the country tale told in only 44 words!
Jim, Birdie sounds like she had some strong opinions she just had to share in this "little figment."
Well I will brag a bit ~~ never had any difficulty bringing four cows back from the pasture to the barn. Even had to cross a narrow, shallow creek. They loved me.
There are those things that will leave a mark forever.
Jim, I hope that is only a figment. If not, you are blessed you're still alive and walking at all. Um, if a work horse kicked my child like that I'd send it to the glue factory, no joke! So sorry you were harmed as a child, with continuing reminders of it with the pain.
It does seem a bit unfair for a bug to get swatted when it was simply behaving in the way it was meant to. :)
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