Word Storms

Hope sprang eternal

One could always hope

Broke the mold

Broke the bank

Shivered in cold

Just plain broke

Unknown unicorns

Unexpected Disney

Goofs, gaffes

Giraffe babies

As yet, unborn

Privacy fences

Fences mended

Hiccups, hedgehogs

Halves, wholes

Plastered, pasted



Waste not, want not

No time to waste

Prickly pears

Privacy pleas

Privacy, please



Beautiful faces

Without hiding places


Blanketed in

Loosely knit



Wayward Willies

Wicked Wandas

Agreed–word storms

Made the world

Seem weird




Author: warturoadam77p

65 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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