Ok this week the Mad Miss wants us to do poetry its ok for her sat in her secure cell ( surely she is not allowed out in public with her level of madness) where are we supposed to drum up a poem ?
I don’t do poetry .
Ok well if you insist I will do my best
The words we were given are I am not a chicken
Chicken should have been my name
Heaven help me as a chicken
I never knew till older what a choice
Castle is a much better surname
Keeping my name as I go along
Even tho I am divorcing will be going back to Castle
Now I’m no chicken
This does not rhyme at all but hope you enjoy now off to see the mad mistress in her cell please pop in and visit but remember any cake will be checked for nail files we do not want her escaping do we ?
9 comments:
Sounds like you'll be ruling the roost now!
Good for you.
=)
You are definitely no chicken. Not only did you write a poem, you used the letters of "chicken" to start each line. This is very creative and empowering.
xoRobyn
What a very clever take on the prompt. I wish you all the best in your new life!!
Very good job and clever too !!!
I think a woman should keep her maiden name anyway! It's who she is! Nice take on this prompt!~Ames
Such a creative use of the prompt! It's good to step out of our comfort zone at times, you never know what might happen! Kat
Nicely played! Cleverly done using the letters of chicken to start each line. Great job.
I'll bet you're not! LOL
I love acrostic poems...I need to attempt one of those one of these days.
Oops, my cell keepers have arrived...I am being put back into my straight jacket...
Before I got, though, may I just say...
Bravo!
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