The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 24/2020

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Murder and mystery were having a drink
That’s not quite as strange as you might think.
Mixing together was their usual thing
In dark corners of pubs and clubs drinking gin.
Plotting mayhem and dark, nasty deeds
Of malicious madness they are laying the seeds.
Minds full of dark doings they plan and scheme
I’d given them both a wide berth if you get what I mean.

Good Saturday all of you it time again for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCs. This week Linda has asked us to start our prompt with the letter M . I have done that and thrown in some extra M words…I have started with an M and finished with an M, just call me Manic.

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The Christmas Fairy that got the Hump

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It’s not fair it’s a shame Christmas has come and gone again.

I am cold and put on weight eating all those chocolates I normally HATE!

The holly has all gone from the halls,

And some one broke my favourite balls!

There is a bit of Christmas tree

Stuck up the most embarrassing PART OF ME.!!

It is cold and bloody wet but no one gives a damn about me I bet.

No one worries about the Christmas fairy

As long as she is cute and pert and not BIG AND HAIRY.

The snow has gone and turned to slush

The dogs  are eyeing  me up   I doubt it would help if I SHOUTED MUSH!

Santa came when he was drunk, he was hot and he was rough

And now this fairy is UP THE DUFF!!

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I WANT TO WISH ALL MY ONLINE FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS A VERY VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!

WITH LOTS OF LOVE WILLOWDOT21

Another cup of coffee

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Death was back in Starbucks again drinking coffee he had sent out invites but as yet there no sign of the other three.

Like last time he had made his mark  people lolled back in their chairs and the sky was strangely dark.

He finished his coffee, it was his second cup he looked at clock and decided his wait to give up. He knew his friends were tardy but enough was enough and he had plenty to do collecting the dead and some other stuff!

He rose from his seat and made for the door, leaving a trail of black coffee on the floor.”Damn” he remarked looking down at his feet “This Columbian coffee goes right through me now” Off he stomped with wet dirty feet!

Pestilence,War and Famine  were out somewhere having fun, too busy to join him , forgetting that he’s number one!  Behind him the cleaner followed with a mop , turning to see him, death flashed him his smile , the man fell with a plop! Scooping him up as he went on his way mumbling to himself the start of another bloody day!

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He did not need the others he was the boss, what ever they caused he picked up the loss. So if you see  him keep on his right side don’t offer him Columbian coffee you might hurt his pride!

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This poem is a follow on to “Is It Really To Late ” which can be read here

 

 

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