The hullabaloo
in the breakfast queue
just had to do
with those picky few
who walked the beam
on the gymnastic team
who declared the waffle
was simply awful!
Who, at the most,
could slug down the toast!
For Esther’s “Can You tell a story in. . . . ” Challenge, the challenge was:
Can you tell a story in 38 words? You must use the following words somewhere in the story:
- HULLABALOO
- QUEUE
- SLUG
- BEAM
- WAFFLE
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Now this is perfect!
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Thanks, Ibeth.
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So good Judy. Now I want a waffle 🧇
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That, of course, was my intent. Hope you had some lying around in your freezer.
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Nopes, I had to make do with a waffle emoji 😜
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That’s brilliant! I’m so glad you made a poem out of it 😊
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For some reason, Esther, it has become easier for me to write poetry than prose. The need for rhyme and meter somehow prompts and directs the words.
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How interesting 🥰
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Very funny! It beings back memories of high school.
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I lived in a town so tiny that we all walked home for lunch so had no school cafeteria. Farm kids brought their own lunch.
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Very clever and fun Judy.
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Thanks, Pensitivity.
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You’re welcome
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