“I don’t want to get stale.” – Mark Frost
I almost wrote a limerick today. After the shuddering became less violent (I’m obviously allergic to rhyme), I decided to shamelessly copycat Kerry, and write an American Sentence for Rommy’s “Try Everything!” prompt.
the poem (inspired 2 of the stickers on my laptop—thanks 13 gazillions, Emma!):
Pre-Moth-Girl sips tea. Scissor-Lass thinks sharp. Differently-odd friends fit.
creepilicious stickers by @MiznaWada