Creative Writing Poetry

Dance – Jibber Jabber Prompt

DANCE and RUN

Waltzing with Walter
He drooled on my shoulder
Friends laughed at me
Walter turned to flee
Knocking over Leigh
And the punch bowl of iced tea

Now look what you've done
This dance is no fun
Cinnabons anyone?

With drool on my shoulder
My temperature colder
Walter exposure

I had a co-worker named Walter who would actually drool when he talked, like all the time, and it would land on his desk. No fail. His name popped into my head and I wrote this poem.

Sam

Feature Photo Credit: @maximpolak via Twenty20

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