ROY G BIV (an acrostic poem)

Rain fell all around Teresa

Obscuring the pale sky above

Yet a smile crept to her lips

 

Glowing in the distance was a magnificent rainbow

 

Beautiful segregation of wavelengths into an orderly progression

It made the rain a welcome “and one”

Very wet, but very happy, she continued her walk home

 

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St. Patrick’s Day Drama (a 100 word story)

I found a pot of gold, but then the damn leprechaun mobsters began kicking my knees.  No one tells you about that.  Find the end of the rainbow they say, but no tells you to bring a Glock!  I never stood a chance.

Now I have an empty cast iron pot that smells like cow manure and a single gold coin I managed to hide.  Too bad it won’t pay for the emergency room visit for my bloody broken knees.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!  That is everyone except those damned leprechauns.  They can go where the damn snakes went!

 

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