I Saw The Writing On The Wall

But the words were in blood

Photo by shahin khalaji on Unsplash

It’s funny the things you remember from childhood, isn’t it? Of course, I use the word funny loosely. Tongue in cheek as it were. I don’t even know what the words were, since I refused to read them; as if I’d be somehow contaminated for life.




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Robin Klammer

Robin Klammer

PROUD CDN. Humorist, Royally FBTA. Owner/Editor of Ain't Yo' Mama's Tea Party. Garden of Neuro sister & Queen of Snark! 👑

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