Saturday, 4 July 2009

Children learn what they are taught

Gallop, gallop little horsie until the castle is


The children played below as the adults

talked—it was going badly.

astle, castle let down your gates for the


Fists slammed and dire threats echoed off walls.

Not on your chinny, chin, chin

Soon the children fought for real.

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.