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ALL THE SHAKY SOUNDS

Friday night was movie night
hotdogs plastered in crunchy green relish
honey colored mustard and red tangy ketchup
popcorn as salty as a pretzel, icy Kool Aid
and juicy watermelons with black seeds

The movie we watched 
was Jurassic World
modern generation offspring of Jurassic Park
with dinosaurs running wild around a fictional island
but as I was trying to view the flick
everyone else around me 
were too busy engaging in their own social networks
constant babbling, rambling, gossiping, and squawking 
too many shaky sounds 
disturbed my concentration on the plot 



                                                                  Written by:Mia Pratt,2018

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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