Poetry Friday WORD for Tomorrow, happy happy
The Poetry Friday Word for tomorrow is not a word. We're gonna free-style it a little here. The Word is a Letter. The Letter is "P". That's right. In your blog post tomorrow, do a little two-step with the letter "P".
It's a nice explosive letter.
You can write about Peas.
You can write about Pee.
You can write about pondering pleasant protuberances.
Wind that around your top and set it spinning...take a picture, write a limerick, share a story, take that belly button lint and make a cunning sculpture. Whatever floats your little-man-in-a-boat.
It's the Vernal Equinox, people! Hoo-effing-ray for equal parts day and night! I plan to celebrate the return of the Light from the Gods on High by running stark nekked in the backyard, waving my girl-junk from side to side, for all to see, and do some interpretive dance beside the Green Man near the compost pile. Or maybe I'll just go to bed early and get some much-needed sleep.
W00T!
3 Comments:
Oh yeah. Time to wake up that Green Man....hmmmm....
Mona, you whipped me like a dog on this one. *g* Either that or this whole Venal Equinox has me worn out. *lecherous grin*
G_d bless you for composting. Possumz love it, too!
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