It started with the stockings, they say.
Oh my god, what have I done, all I wanted was fun.
Off they came, scraping the feet naked.
Oh my god, what have I done, all I wanted was fun,
then from the cold, or something, she died.
Leaving her, a shoe-box parade.
Random Word:Shoe box parade
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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.