Oh Mommmmm!
SERIOUSLY lame supper! 🙄 Can’t we do pizza? Pleeeease?
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1 min readOct 6, 2019
In response to Harper Thorpe’s challenge:
Shriveled fingers and
Lone eyeball on buttered toast
Greet me at dinner.
No tomato sauce
Will ever save this mess—“MOM!
Leftovers AGAIN?!”
Harry Hogg, Stuart James, Interculturalisticman: You have been entered to the Hell of the Dead by me. To escape to the Living Hall, you will have to recreate this piece in your own words (story or poem accepted) or extend it as part of the Write or Die collaboration. Failure to comply will leave your name and soul in the Hell of the Dead.
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