Welcome Dear Readers! My philosophy of life can be summed up by Lou Grant from the old Mary Tyler Moore show when he said, “You’re born, you die and everything in between is filler.”
And I can’t think of a more fun “filler” than writing a hundred words inspired by Friday Fictioneers picture prompt hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple.
This week’s picture is provided by Douglas M. McIlroy over at Ironwoodwind.
Fly like a Butterfly, Sting Like a Bee
If I had an apparatus
To keep me in the misty stratus
If I could hang out in the air
With the billowy things that live up there
I think, at first, it would be fun
I’d be best friends with everyone
I’d say I like you! Yes I do!
You are my best friends, brave and true
But then before my very eyes
You’d change into some apple pies
You’d switch it up
(You’d be so wiley)
You’re Cher! . . . No wait! . . . Charles Nelson Riley?
Who could keep up? Who could cope?
I’d become Muhammad’s rope a dope
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Until next time . . . I love you