an old tyme country kitchen
These are the six words that Delores chose on Wednesday. The idea is to use the words to inspire a short piece of poetry or prose.
Jumping in a tad late, but I feel a limerick coming on, and I can't suppress it. Heaven help us all.
There once was a cab driver named Wood
Whose cologne had an aroma so good
That it worked like a siren, and could melt cast iron
in the hearts of women , it could!
Along came a fair fare named Gwendolyn
Whose hair and skin smelled of cinnamon.
Long ride from her apartment, it cost much green parchment,
But the smell of Wood kept her grinnin' .
She used to bemoan the twelve and a half blocks
From Old Tyme Country Kitchen to home
But now her olfactories are zinged in the taxi
When she inhales Mr. Wonderful Wood.