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Sunday and a Flash In the Pan to Kill Some time


Mat, cat, rat, brat, all the words rhymed. She knew they did and she answered “yes.”

Dog, cat, house, these did not rhyme. She knew they did not yet she still answered “yes.”

Why did she not get yes and no? She was able to tell them what she wanted but she couldn't answer this format.

She wanted to express herself correctly. Her desire to prove she knew the task at hand.

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The word is Desire the limit for August is 100 words. This post comes in at 72. 

Comments

Red said…
Been there for so long, I think I have put down roots!
Red.
Laurie said…
Maybe it's time to water them some more!

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