M’s writing prompts for March came with the following instructions:
“…set your timer for ten minutes and begin writing about one of the prompts listed below. Don’t worry about spelling, punctuation, neatness, or anything like that; just write!”
Let us see what whimsical nonsense I can whip up in ten minutes…
He dances round the subject
of just where he was last night
there is lipstick on his collar
and she hopes that he just might
this time tell her something honest
and perhaps he’ll see the light
but he says was with his mates so she replies
….
Fiddle sticks balderdash and a dose of nincompoop
Piles of twaddle loads of tosh and a massive load of bollocks
So much gubbins endless waffle and a steaming pile of nonsense
Pointless drivel stupid dribble and a total crock of shite
