Written for: Sunday Whirl, Wordle #477 Words: bend, tabs, hands, sting, frilly, spill, skin, scar, call, list, spread, gel Tab is gone, off the list–no more spills of sodium saccharin-packed cola. Some are scarred, bent out of shape by this news, but not I. Most of the time it's wine I call for– nothing too frilly that stings the pocket -book, nor a thick, sweet, gel-like red like my grandfather used to drink on holidays. When Summer heat spreads scorching my skin, my hands reach for unsweetened ice tea. https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/
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Great write Sara! Yes, just plain wine nothing sugary!
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Thanks, Hank!
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