So, I went to an Xmas party yesterday held by one of the groups whose readings I regularly participate in. The main activity was a friendly competition, in which we each got three words to incorporate into a poem that we would then read. My words were calliope, troll, and raspberry. Ugh!
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Friday, fish, and wine (A poem)
Inspiration has been in short supply the last couple of days. This is Friday’s sole poem (no pun intended):
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