Sunday Scribblings 2 has the prompt “Sludge”.
Eternal
My porridge is a stolid affair,
A sludge that rivals stoneware.
When the planet turns brown,
And the last star shuts down,
My porridge will still linger there.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2016
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This cracked me up!
ReplyDeleteRemind me not to come for breakfast. I am fond of porridge.
ReplyDeletegood one fellow limerick writer
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