1st June 2021
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
A froward lass was she
When told to keep the chickens in
She set the beasties free
Out of their run they came
Saw the garden
Mistook for the same
And pecked and poked and ate
Till not a pretty bloom remained.
46 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Froward
crispina kemp 
Too bad.
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I can’t resist messing with nursery rhymes!
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Lol 😂
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I love this play on the nursery rhyme! Set them free!
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In my early days on WP I rewrote quite a few nursery rhymes
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There was a guy who participated in Friday Fictioneers (he does still, occasionally) who wrote fantastic re-imaginings of the fairy tales. It’s not a bad way to go 🙂
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I do enjoy re-imagined fairy tales!
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They are fun!
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