Blog Chain: My Sad Attempt at Poetry

I'm a day late, but I'm here. Michelle McLean started this round. And hers is less a question and more like a really hard homework assignment... :)

In 100 words or less, write a story using the words ride, post, soulless, local, dehydrator, girdle. Your story may take on any form you wish. The only two rules are 1. you can't simply list the 6 words; you must actually craft them into something creative, and 2. you must use ALL six of them. 

I'm so bad at these kinds of things, so don't expect much. And somehow, this came out as a poem, which I am not a poet. I know the rhythm is off at some points and it may not make any sense, but, yeah, I don't care. ;) And I cheated a bit with the title, but if you really think about it, it would make a great name for a roller coaster, right? So it fits. Or it could be referring to Post. You never know. Anyway, enough delaying. Here it is, in all it's awfulness. Enjoy!

The Dehydrator

There once was a girdle named Post.

She held up my booty the most.

And with her I lost a whole size!

But when the local fair started,

My good sense departed

And, sadly, Post met her demise.

When we got on a ride,

Post split down the side.

Oh, you should’ve heard all the cries.

As her soulless remains

Got caught on the chains

And freed my burgeoning thighs.

(72 words)

Be sure to check out Shaun's awesome post from Sunday, and Cole's post tomorr... er, today. :)