My Take – The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest#56

Oh Chelsea, my mind goes numb.

See what terrible thing we are to write about. She exhorts is to write of a great adventure.

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The House Hunt

It came upon a midnight dreary

My dearie said to me

Let’s fly across the pond

To see what we can see

While I work.

Homeless we were

About a month

The temporary housing

Was great-but the stairs 🤦‍♀️

The food? It was different

TV so very different

Oh wait-house hunt

We found one

Yippee

~RuthScribbles

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