Just Jot It January – Flu/Flue/Flew – Day 11
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Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 11th is brought to you by M! Click here to find her last SoCS post and say hi while you’re there! M’s word for our prompt today is in SoCS style: “flew/flu/flue.” Use one, use them all, use them anywhere in your post or make one or all the theme of your post. Have fun!
Quite awhile ago I posted about a dream I had about a parakeet. http://wp.me/s3RE1e-parakeet
I couldn’t remember what happened in the dream, so I asked for suggestions. I did get two wonderful ideas from these lovely friends… Thanks so much! Hope you enjoy the poem/story! 🙂
Emily – her suggestion = the zombie apocalypse
Kelly – her suggestion = clipping wings of birds
OF BIRDS AND HEROES
Bobby Blue, the parakeet,
Was very loud, but could not tweet.
Escaped he did, from gilded cage;
He seemed to be in an awful rage.
He flew around with a terrible squawk,
And I was shocked, when he began to talk.
He told me not to clip his wings,
As he’d heard tell of terrible things.
He wanted us to leave our home,
For Zombies were about to roam.
It was the Zombie Apocalypse…
They’d take big bites, instead of nips.
We had to run and fly away;
No more fun and no more play.
We’d find a place to stay hidden,
For Zombies are scary and forbidden.
Bobby Blue and I, that day,
Packed our bags and went away.
Even though Bobby, the parakeet,
Only squawked, and could not tweet,
He saved us from the Apocalypse,
And also avoided wings with clips.
Parakeet photo from Pixabay
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