After the weekend
May 29, 2007 at 15:16 The worst thing about a holiday weekend? Facing the week after it.
I feel like the entire blogosphere is letting out a heavy sigh. Then again, maybe that’s just ME.
So, I declare today is Two-Line Tuesday.
Yes, I’m making a call for two-line poems with a twist. The first line is the set up and is generally nice, the second line delivers a punch. Only other rule is the two lines have to rhyme.
Now last time, our theme was "Love Gone Wrong" and I delivered these V-Grrrl Classics:
Your eyes so sparkly, your hair so red
Is that the sun, shining through your head?
All day, all night you’re on my mind
Like the rectal itch burning my behind.
Today’s theme is "Weekends Gone Wrong." For example:
Friday arrived and I had a plan
Does a night with Ben and Jerry
Count as a one-night stand?
(Yeah, I know that’s three lines, but y’all didn’t expect me to sacrifice my art to the rules, did you?)
Holiday weekend—it sounded like bliss
Three days of housework and now I’m just pissed.
The salsa was hot, the beer was cold,
But the girls in bikini tops made me feel old.
Baby was darling, I kissed her sweet head
Moments later, she blew chunks in my bed.
Three day weekend—it promised to be fine
But quality time with the washing machine
Was not what I had in mind.
OK, y’all jump in and roll with it. Bust a rhyme. Tell me about your weekend—real or imagined.
May 29, 2007
Copyright 2007 Veronica McCabe Deschambault and V-Grrrl in the Middle. All rights reserved.
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When the post contains the words "rectal itch" and "one night stand," you're allowed to go PG-13 in the comments. ; )
All my life, I've tread the straight and narrow
But Sunday I spent the night with Jack Sparrow.
four days at the beach, one condo for all
my tolerance for stress, surprisingly small
meant sunburn, whining and mess from my son.