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Poetic Form: Verse/Enclosed Rhyme
Inspired: 2024 May 07
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Setting: A parlor with money hanging on a wall hosts an engagement on legal tender Characters: T: Teen, (spoiled boy) in puke shorts and bigoted shirt, and he's loaded {burp} W: Woman, (nut all there) varied Degree in Ice Age, last address is Genesis. Dialogue: (Lyric in Italics) T: You've not been in this part of the house, huh? W: Well, I'm ...(loose eyes) not one to be nosey. T: Oh, nonsense, as if you're being accused, eh! W: Never in a day it'd be you, can't fathom it, aw! W: OMgosh! That cannot be so, is that an original? T: Of course, it is not, this is where the fakes are. W: Your family, all that money, oh, you go too far. T: Okay, it is the real McCoy, kinda bit like you doll! W: You're fibbing me (dreams) look like legal tender? T: A flat board with a couple of cherries on top, lol! W: Money will paint me up. I'm a real dish, ain't ole? T: Forgivey, a bit overly, I'll join AAA if you, unjoiner! W: Tomorrow! Tomorrow! love ya. Tomorrow!  T: 'Til I am beside, the someone who, I can mean, something to... W: You're always A day A way! T: Where? Where is love? Epilogue: possessed-free, found a daddy, repossessed Where? Where is love?/Teen joins AAA, Tomorrow, A day A way

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Date: 5/7/2024 5:09:00 AM
Great job! I'm grateful for your creation..the rhymes and message were well executed. YOu've given me a visual of what I can do, for I've struggled a bit with the contest directions. Best wishes with the contest, William!
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Date: 5/7/2024 5:55:00 AM
Afeared that art aficionados' will make the connection as Suze pointed out show don't tell so, c'est la vie, mon amie, Sara. Adieu, William

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