Category Archive:words

One, two. Here’s a Kiss for you
Three, four. Take one more
Five six. We’ll share a Twix
Seven, eight. Our first date
Nine, ten. What was the score, again?
Who cares? SMOOCH!

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Prompt Two:Write a 33-333 word response using the third definition of the following word:

score (noun)
1 a : twenty
b : a group of 20 things
2 a : a line (as a scratch or incision) made with or as if with a sharp instrument
b (1) : a mark used as a starting point or goal
(2) : a mark used for keeping account
3 a : an account or reckoning originally kept by making marks on a tally
b : amount due : indebtedness

Please note that we need you to use the singular, noun form of the word. Also, the word score must appear in your response.

The sky is blue.
No, mama, the sky’s green today – tornado.

The sky is blue.
No, the sky’s black today – gonna rain.

The sky is BLUE, mama!
Yes, son, the sky is blue.

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write between 33-333 words using the following quote as a brain tickler:

“What I tell you three times is true.” by Lewis Carroll.

“Mama, I only want red shoes. Someday when my feet are fixed will you buy some, please?”

Her mother nodded her head. “I promise, Nancy. You will have your red shoes, my daughter.”
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The weekend challenge from Trifecta is retelling our favorite story in 33 words only. I read Red Shoes for Nancy by Marguerite Hamilton over and over when I was about 12 years old. The tale of a little girl who only wanted a pair of red shoes resonated with me. I would dearly love to have a copy of the book, but cannot afford the ones I have found for sale. Instead I will remember it in my heart.


I sort through the dross
Of other people’s living
Wishing I were there
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Friday Haiku


Nan rocked to and fro, murmuring. “There’s a stranger out there. He’s here to turn me all inside out.”

“Come, Miss Nan, won’t you wear this pretty blue robe today?” Nan shook her head to the proffered robe.

“No, it won’t do. It just won’t do. He’s taken all my color away. It’s all grey. Where is my color?”

The harried doctor stood at the desk making notes on the clipboard. “How is she today, Nurse?”

“She’s pretty confused, Doctor. You’ll want to adjust her meds. It breaks my heart.”

“Well, let’s go see her then. We’ll make her comfortable.”
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Lance’s 100 Word Song this week is Grey Street. This is my offering for LeeRoy.

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