Just Write
The challenge... to write a whole load of sh*te
No sense and no meaning, no thought waves to fight
Don’t think it, don’t plan it, don’t jot down a draft
Don’t worry that what you write might turn out daft...
Well, me and a teddy had been going steady
And when she was ready she yelled Gee up Neddy
That bear didn’t care, that we were a pair
Although she was there wearing no underwear
A fellow called Keith slipped her a leaf
To cover her tummy and what lay beneath
She growled that’s not funny, then choked on her honey
I hope I inherit all of her money
So this might be sh*tty, it may not be gritty
And if you don’t like it, well, that’s just a pity
For, yes, I have written some garbage for you
But that’s what the sponsor has told me to do
2 January 2021
For Contest: Just Thinkin
Sponsor: John Lawless
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2021
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