Word Prompt: Premonition

It is mighty cold this week so I’ve lifted the drawbridge and refuse to cross the door. To pass the time I’ve found I’m on a bit of a roll with the poetry…

The Number 15

As I crossed the road last week,

in a moment quite unjust,

I found myself the victim of,

the number 15 bus.

Later lying in Ward C,

my mind, it got to wishing,

that life had had the manners to,

send a premonition.



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An Irish Procrastinator

Penitent. Irish. Faffer.

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