Lord, my Nerve's Detached
Sasha's A Dutch Challenge Unofficial Short Fiction Challenge. Sorry Tiffany.
I will be messing with Tiffany's lovely poem. I apologize most humbly. But. Sasha made me do it. Love the real pic below btw.
Click above - For Tiffany's story.
Here is my mangled version for the challenge. I may not be totally original as I just messed with the original TG work. But t'was fun.
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An uninspired Art-Inspired Mini Inspo Poem
Oh my God, please, I beg you - hold my Shoulders back...
My shopping bags so heavy, spending money I just don't got
Don't be fooled by my striking, Fierce looking, pain-filled model pose & fur baby packed...
My Nerves are under attack...oh Lord, the pain has got by back bent back
Get this damned fur baby off my hands, undo the leash...please allow me to get some peace
Darned Poodle is dragging me so fast I can't keep track
Retail Therapy now please, assist me to the cheapest, fastest, fast track...
My clothes are not paid for, so don't be jeally-jealous...Looking at me Sporting a cardinal red suit right off the rack...My headwrap looks fancy...
but it itches like crap...
The red is for danger and them darned demon attacks...Cause I'm just not Ready for any spiritual warfare attacks...
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For Sasha's Dutch challenge. Click above.
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