*I can’t believe I thought for one moment that I could successfully use this prompt, and I’m not sure how I even came up with this prompt in the first place. But when you’re conspiring with a twelve year old, anything can happen. 😉 I’m determined to keep my writing streak all month though. So please just shake your head and be on your way. I’ll try to do better tomorrow.
*Written ages ago and I don’t even remember what I was thinking about at the time. Just cleaning out the notes section on my phone. 😉 So beware, I’ve got over 200 more notes to look through, and I’m guessing there may be more of these weird ones to come. 😉
Warty was her loathsome name And magic was her very best game She put other witches to awful shame With her unrivaled and eagle-eyed aim She seemed a fairly normal witchy dame Except for her keen ability to maim Which was actually sort of depressing and lame As she could inflict the worst ever pain And after a single swish and flick of her cane It was horrendous what some people often became The majority were certainly never the same Since her barrage of enchantments left most insane
The Crazies as it’s defined Is a neighborhood of all kinds Here is some of what you’ll find…
A pastor Who is always scheming A polygamist Who is usually beaming A newlywed couple Who are active and fit A snobby white guy Who acts like a twit A homeschooling mother Who hides in her house A serial killer Who is quiet as a mouse A traveling duo Who live the good life An old geezer Who has no wife A preppy family With a dog named bogey An obsessive control freak Who is always smoking a stogie A hoity-toity couple Who spoil their dog An ordinary girl Who likes to write stories and blog And last but not least Let’s not forget the seniors Or the girls that lay in the grass We call them dreamers All of these people Can be found on our street So come visit sometime I’ll save you a seat!