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Flash Fiction Challenge – Five A Day #CarrotRanch #FlashFiction @Charli_Mills

I’m taking Ritu’s lead and an Abba song to take a chance on me trying one of Charli’s 99-word prompts over at The Carrot Ranch!

November 23, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about Five a Day. It does not have to be five servings of fruits and vegetables. What is needed five times a day? Have fun with what pops to mind for the prompt.

Listen

Think

Write

Add picture

Edit

Post

Relax.

Look around

Consider

Think

Write

Consider

Put to one side for later.

Relax.

Listen

Think

Write

Edit

Add funny picture

Resize picture

Post

Rela-

Resize picture from first post

Relax.

Copy link to YouTube video

Paste

Post

Relax.

Read

Reblog quirky post

Relax.

Just one more…

Five should be about write

Or right

It’s a rite of passage

Or alleyway

Which is just me being silly

Anyway, I should stop at five

I should

But, will I?

Then I can go and wash up the breakfast things…

…and go to bed.

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“Awards” – a song.

“Awards”

(Open strings with a ‘C’ on the ‘D’ string)

I put my fingers

Around your beck

And grab at unknown chords

Some sound quite beautiful

G (moved one fret up the neck) Em

Others would win no awards

(Repeat chords for second verse)

“Open up!”

Is what they said

“Live your life

Before you’re dead –

Some things are quite beautiful!”

I put them down in words.

“Book Now!”

I’ll shelve that idea,

Book it in for later;

Which speaks volumes about me.

Always one to turn the page

Before it’s been properly read;

So, I’ll wear my fool’s cap

And spout A4isms

Until the noise dies down

And frontispiece.

The Day Theo Music Died.

The Day Theo Music Died

It was a Wednesday.

It’s fair to say that it could have been any day – but it was a Wednesday; and a Wednesday that would go down in history as being ‘the’ Wednesday that Theo Music died.

More to the point – who is (or was) Theo Music?

I have no idea.

He is just a creation.

Based upon a play upon words upon.

And now that I have written this…

The urge to write more…

Has gone.

It’s Not Christmas (Until It Is Christmas) festive remix by infograe on #SoundCloud

https://soundcloud.com/infograe/its-not-christmas-until-it-is

Excaliburied!

Excalibur’s excuse was

Just, assured:

“I was stuck in a stone.”

Nevertheless, Excalibur, pulled,

Was no longer alone.

Elvenses!

It’s eleven of the clock

And time for elevenses;

I suppose that elves

Could have elvenses

If they worked on the same time system as we do;

But, they probably don’t.

Which is their loss.

Although, they do have Lembas Bread

Which is better than Cram

Not that I’m a nerd to know that

Although, I am.