Challenge
Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
Finally home
Away for three weeks.
Finally home.
Happy .
Mower is broke.
Grass 4 feet tall.
A sudden head coId.
Ants on the counter.
Tick on thigh.
Happy.
Finally Home.
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