When she’d clipped and arranged and with water anointed
the roses I’d brought her, she looked disappointed.
“These roses aren’t flagrant,” my lady-love said,
but she suffered a horrible cold in her head,
and recently testy, lately each word
she uttered was also slightly absurd.
She was given to certain extreme mis-pronouncements
Like “Dode wad adudder” and other announcements
when I offered a hot and whisky-laced toddy
to coat her sore throat and to comfort her body.
The simplest of pleasures may be greeted with dread
by a bellicose lady with a cold in her head.
And her talent with words, be it poetry or prose,
doesn’t work orally with a plugged nose!
Prompts for the day are comfort, flagrant, talent, bellicose and simple.

Everything is blooming here, I can live with most flowers, but the trees are doing their thing too and this does not agree with my sinus, even causing vertigo~! That late snow really increased the growth when things finally came back~!
SAM
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Sorry, Sam. Such irony. We go to such length to promote growth, then suffer for it.
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Haha! Good use of the prompts
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Not what I expected from the prompt that’s for sure Judy. Thanks for joining in 🙂 🙂
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I aim to surprise…
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