Andrea Dietrich Poet Footle

When Grandma Drank the Koolaid

At play
one day

we saw
grandma.

We took
a look.

She’d made
kool-aid.

She sipped.
It dripped

onto 
each shoe.

Dispose
of those!

Her dress -
a mess!

The stain -
her bane.

I guess
her dress

no doubt’s
thrown out.

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Janice Canerdy August 23, 2023 at 6:56 AM CONGRATS on your win in Brian's contest with this creative piece, Andrea!

Sara Kendrick August 22, 2023 at 3:04 AM Andrea, for sure that Kool-Aide can stain. LOL..Also as we get older, for some reason, we spill things on our clothes more often. Another reason growing old is not for sissies. Thanks for sharing this creative one with us and for dropping by. Sara

Sotto Poet August 20, 2023 at 11:54 AM Great Footle tale, Andrea, you're an expert in crafting such long and creative footles.

Jan Allison August 20, 2023 at 11:43 AM lovely string of footles. i do love this fun form especially when they have exact rhyme, have seen some in the past that are not true to the form but hey ho what do i know lol:-) hugs Jan xx

David Fisher August 20, 2023 at 11:30 AM Great title, and such a fun footle story!