I decided to open up WordPress this morning and respond to the first challenge that I saw, and Charli Mills is, thus, the dubious recipient of my short-term attention span. Her challenge …. to write a 99 word story about free pie.
I would not normally consider writing about pie. I don’t even like pie. But that is the nature of a challenge, I suppose. And, at least, I didn’t have to actually eat one. And it’s not really a story.
But it is 99 words.
This body, clearly not ideal
Is purely circumstantial
Decisions on my every meal
Caviar, imported wine?
A lovely suggestion ….
restaurants where I’d like to dine
Remain out of the question
Fast-food options, far and wide
Upset my self-impression
The lack of taste, a loss of pride
Leading to depression
So hungry for both for love and food
And lacking satisfaction
A desire to enhance my mood
Will put me into action
I’ll find a lady, short and stout
With a patisserie
I’ll woo her, and I’ll take her out
Then I’ll get my pies for free