Written for: The Twiglets #197 - "rain through a net" silver comets slide through net of sky rain water rinsed apples in a netted bowl. a slip of a girl dragged from one home to the next falls through the cracks There once was a woman named Nettie who could eat many bowls of spaghetti. Draining Penne one night strainer broke, what a sight Penne filled sink; Nettie called for delivery. https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/
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Oh, that first one is such a beautiful image.
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Thanks, Debi!
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Yeah!! Take away! Love the limerick.
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Thanks, Misk!
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Stunning first piece, the second reminds me of living on a farm 🙂
“a slip of a girl
dragged from one home to the next
falls through the cracks”
Too many slip through those kinds of cracks.
Fun Limerick
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Thanks, Jules!
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