I got the wind, had it all day, had it yesterday and the day before.
Cat had it, dog had it, they all got the wind, so don't stand there.
Siddle away, hold your breath, ring me on the phone but don't chat here.
The wind, the wind, it doth blow. And what a face other's show.
Hand on hip, pointing this way, don't accuse me of being
unsociable and trite. It wasn't me. It really wasn't.
Check out the dog with oblivious face, neither does the cat care.
When this wind stinks the place. Today I have no friends.
They cant stand me in confined space. Let lose let rip I say.
Better out than in. This curry diet is not a favourite food.
I haste.
A contest entry
- Wind! by dreamersalwayslive.
600 points, ended February 10, 2008, 17 entries
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Alright,
This was pretty good, I liked it. Not my favorite, but I still like it. Great take on prompt. There's soemthing you need in your authors notes though.
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