Sunday, April 9, 2017

National Poetry Month Day Nine

Prompt:  Write a poem completely made up of dialog or an overheard conversation.  Extra credit—mention a recipe by name and/or the name of a saint.

Somewhere in Wyoming

Road trip day five.
Burger King somewhere in Wyoming.
Overheard from the next booth.

“I got this video to watch tonight.
Eddie get those fries out of your nose.
I’d seen it before
But it was on sale at Walmart.”

“Yeah we have that one.
I’ve watched it over and over,
And that is the STUPIDEST movie.”

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