Friday, April 3, 2020

THE STORY OF A SKUNK THAT STOLE MY GOLDEN APPLE...



"I use my garage as a storage place.
Yesterday a crazy skunk came in and ate all my fruits without permission!

Now that I have lost my special apple that I had been storing and protecting for so long,
I have to drink mugs of paracetamol to kill my severe pain and remain in remission!"




PoetiKonstellation Thoughts:

That’s so strange, but life is unpredictable… This is my poem for the challenge. It has 5 necessary words out of 10 that are offered: garage, skunk, apple, mug, paracetamol. Hopefully, this allegory makes you smile! What would you create with a ten word limit? Let’s smile! Oh, and protect your garage and fruits from rats and skunks, so you don’t have to drink mugs of pain killers. Smile! Love and beauty!

Feel free to share your comments and thoughts! Let's talk! If you want to share this poem, contact me for credit! Love!



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