Sunday, March 11, 2012

Red In Tooth And Claw


Inspired by Mag108 image: Uzengia Aleksander Nedic

And here as a BOGOF special, are 140 characters for Grandma's Goulash:-

Mister Raccoon
stomped past the broom.
"This yard's a tip.
I think I'll quit
nosing around such a location.
Hello starvation.
Botheration!"
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6 comments:

  1. JimMarch 12, 2012 at 2:05 PM

    Great little "Mister Racoon" poem, Jinksy.
    Welcome to Grandma's Goulash micro-fiction.
    ..

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  2. PatMarch 12, 2012 at 6:56 PM

    I like your clever poem. At least Mister Raccoon didn't shred any of the trash bags! He has a lot of self-control...lol!

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  3. Kay L. DaviesMarch 12, 2012 at 8:24 PM

    Hi Jinksy! I didn't know this would be you. What a great surprise. And you used my favorite word: "Botheration"! I love it, and love your poem.
    K

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  4. Lisa Ricard ClaroMarch 13, 2012 at 12:16 AM

    Cute poem. Methinks Rocky will hit pay dirt elsewhere. Those raccoons are great little scavengers.

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  5. Grandma's GoulashMarch 14, 2012 at 2:48 PM

    I think Mister Raccoon is prone to exaggeration. He may have struck out here, but his plump sides say that starvation isn't too likely. lol I enjoyed your fund an poetic microfiction.

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  6. AnonymousMarch 20, 2012 at 1:32 PM

    Now a goat may have felt differently. K.

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