Every new thing I attempt
is met with all the world’s contempt.
I rush about, but still I tend
to fall back down as I ascend.
The lake of tears leaked from my eyes,
my arid life cannot revise.
I never seem to have the knack
to learn what skills I seem to lack.
So woe is me, though well-rehearsed,
each new attempt is promptly cursed.
For the Same but Different prompt, Christine wants us to use not the following words,
- try
- dash
- climb
- pool
- change
but synonyms for them. Fun prompt!.
Nicely done
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Haha, HATE when that happens! 😆
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Neat changes
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awesome!
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