NOT JUST MY VERSE, YOUR TWO TWO TOO! – THE NIGHT OUT [MULTIVERSE] – A POEM CHALLENGE FROM A GUY CALLED BLOKE.

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Rory, A Guy Called Bloke, started a challenge, to add an additional 4 lines to his poem about a Night out.

Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too!

He passed it to Sadje of Keep it Alive who then added 4 more lines then passed it on….

Eventually, it was passed to Dorinda Duclos of Night Owl Poetry who then tagged me.

The Night Out!

Rory’s bit:
Quite excited l am, seriously,
Not often that my friends and l go out,
For a night on the town so mysteriously,
To have a laugh and a fool about!

Sadje’s bit:
Though we have plans to go to town
But it is pouring down by buckets
We may go to see the circus and the clown
Let’s start the evening by first buying the tickets

Di of Pensivity 101’s bit:
Oh what a shame, they’re all sold out
Whatever will we do now,
I know, we’ll all go down the pub,
Have a pint and some decent chow…………..

Paula’s bit:
But I hear an unearthly sound
Along with fiendish laughter and howls;
I would prefer to turn back around–
It’s two for one monsters’ night out!

Li’s bit:
As we turn, our way is blocked
By something large and yellow
He’s Big Bird – but his eyes are red
A zombified, HUNGRY fellow!

Kristian’s Addition:
And behind him appears a shape,
Woolly with some blood-soaked stains
The Snuffleupagus’s mouth agape,
Desperately hungry for some brains.

Beckie’s addition:
Jim Hensen’s eyes are glazed over
as he moves past Snuffleupagus’s slow stride,
every known Muppet is seething and foaming at the mouth
Where oh where can myself and all my friends hide?

Linda Lee Lyberg’s addition:
The only place to go was down the manhole
and there, in the dark who did they meet
None other than the March Hare and Alice
having a steaming hot cup of pomegranate tea
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Walt Page’s addition:
Pornegranate tea is the drink for me
Change the Pom to Porn and you will see
The wonderful effect that it has on me
When you’re my age your reality is fantasy

Dorinda Duclos’ addition:
Lost in Walt’s fantasy, was little Jack Horner
Beside him, there was Jill, feeling rather numb
A bottle of Jack Daniels, empty in the corner
Beside it, the other Jack, with a bottle of rum

Susi Bocks’ contribution:
Jack and Jill, disheveled and with bad breath,

they frantically realized how late it had become.
Luckily, they sobered up quick with some meth.
Up their noses it went. Instantly manic, needing some gum.

I pass the challenge on to Nidheesh of The Dark Netizen!  Have Fun!!

©2019 to all who have contributed here!

Brrrrrr

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Inspired by Hélène Vaillant – What Do You See? – 2/26/2019

This night, cold and icy. I gaze at the huge, gorgeous orb and the shadows it casts around my castle, feeling goosebumps and serenity. Odd how I can feel excitement and ease at the same time. I watch as my breath adds a layer of fog to my vision.

But it’s too frigid out here. This selenophile must go back now. The only warmth I’m feeling is the slight glow from my staff. Serves me right if I freeze to death trying to see the moon from this vantage point.

Good night, lovely moon! Let’s meet again in the summer.

 

Holes

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“Mama!” screeched little Jennie.

“Yes, dear. What’s up?” yelled Dana, her mom, from the kitchen as she continued to focus on making lunch from the kitchen.

“My nooth sis hoot. Sall reb!” came the answer back from the living room.

“That’s nice, honey! Lunch is almost ready, come to the kitchen table, please.” said her mom as she scraped the spread on the sandwich.

Jennie walked up behind her mom and tugged on her shirt.

Dana turned around and screamed.

“OHHHH!!! JENNIE, WHAT HAPPENED!?!?!?!” as she jammed a big glob of Nutella into Jennie’s nose to stop the massive bleeding.

**This was a dare from my husband to incorporate a childhood favorite into a story along with children and orifices. LOL

A Toast

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To all who choose the path of matrimony –

I know you want your dreams to come true, have your happiness magnified and gain comfort as a result. Let me be the first to say – hope you’ll be the first to achieve it.

So let me wish you a marriage as tumultuous as a 3 am trot to the bathroom – predictable and uneventful. And may you have a sex life as exciting as being the survivor of slasher movies – adrenaline surging and you come out on top.

Good luck, good love and let’s hope karma is bullshit.

25 Years

Cynthia and Tom looked intently into each other’s eyes; a bit weathered from the years. They were celebrating their special love day with all their friends and family.

All sat transfixed as Tom professed his admiration for Cynthia. He was boasting of unending mutual love and respect, suggesting not one uncompromising moment in those years.

What an Ooh, Aah storybook marriage all those in attendance felt!

The loved ones thunderously applauded. Tom sat down with a happy grin.

Cynthia stood up, raised the gun and smiled as the bullet tore into his braincase.

Wow, what had he gotten so wrong?

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