The prompt today for NaPoWriMo is to write a poem where every line is a declarative sentence and the last line is a question. I have changed the order of the prompt.

The Invitation

“You are invited to a party at our house, Saturday at 7.
Please bring a dish to share and what you want to drink.”

Another invitation for Pot Luck–
what the f—?
I’m to bring a dish to share and what I want to drink.
This makes no sense at all is what I think.
If I’m going to cook a dish and buy some wine,
I’ll just stay home, where all of it is mine!
Folks, a party is for entertaining friends––
Not the other way around! My poem now ends!