The pirates came, like every Tuesday. You know how they’d kidnap me, hie me away to some dive out on Rte. 128 and dump me on the lawn by the hydrangea in the morning. So I unlocked the liquor cabinet: shoot me.
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LOL Love the attitude this has in it. Made me laugh right out loud! Brilliant! ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kathy! Always love to hear the laughter.
DeleteHah! I like this one.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear it, Susan! Thank you!
DeleteLove the last line!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the love, FF!
Deleteenjoyed reading the lovely post
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you enjoyed it, Kalpana, thank you!
DeleteOh, those pirates! Extra points for using "hie" and "hydrangea." The voice in this is so great, opens the story beyond the 42.
ReplyDeleteHehe - you pirate poet you. So glad you went with the voice : )
DeleteThank you, Jennifer!
Bad pirates!
ReplyDeleteNaughty little buggers : )
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