It's FLASHBACK Friday! That's me in my groovy pants my mom made me holding my grandparent's neighbor's puppy. My love of animals started early! We always got our dogs from the neighbor's when they moved or the shelter and my dad had a "no puppy" policy so it was a rare treat when I got my hands on one!
The sonnet I bring you today was from my high school AP English class. While studying Mr. Shakespeare, we had to write a play and a sonnet. Since the play would be too long to post here, I went with the sonnet. It's tongue in cheek, in case you don't notice.
The Writer's Stain
I sit alone and ponder through the time
With empty page and inspiration gone
And never find a word or phrase to rhyme
My pounding head reminds me of a gong.
Attempt to write then mold into some shape
The careless blobs that form upon my brain,
That ooze on out and down around my nape
And leave what I have name the writer's stain.
And yet I find a way to use my pen
In capturing the necessary words.
Painstakingly I count from one to ten
I feel this sonnet is but for the birds.
At last I've reached the welcome end of this
And find it something I will never miss.
There were so many great things about growing up in the 80s. Commercials were a big part of that. I bring you a few of my favorites!!
Who doesn't remember the little jingle that began "Hello mother, hello father, greetings from Camp Hiawatha"?
This was a catchy little jingle...as well as entertaining. I used mine as a night light for the looooongest time!
Remember McGruff the Crime Dog? This one was my favorite, but also freaked me out. They disabled the embedding on it so you'll have to click.
Here's another good one.
I love the old lady calling in the crime. Too funny.
Help take a bite outta crime!
Happy Friday everyone! Any big weekend plans?
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