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The Crazy Neighbor

The neighbor down the street from me, always had her polka dotted curtains open for all to see. Music was playing loud, there was a beat to that crazy sound. When she walked out you never knew what you would find, the colors she would wear could make one go blind. Her five inch heels, must have been made out of steel. To top of her head, a hat made out of bread. She is one in a million, or maybe that is one in a zillion. Date Written: 3/16/2020 Honorable Mention STRAND CHOICE H, any form, any theme Contest Judged: 3/17/2020 Sponsored by: Brian Strand

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Date: 3/17/2020 9:31:00 AM
The piece presents a vivid picture. I like it
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/17/2020 3:33:00 PM
Thanks for reading and writing. Glad you like it. Enjoy your day........
Date: 3/16/2020 2:30:00 PM
You built her portrait well, Paula--have seen people like that.
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/17/2020 3:32:00 PM
Thanks for your kind words. Glad you like it. Have a wonderful day....................