WHISKERS OF EEL
No frills or chills or tiny pills|
Will grace the page today.
I must refrain to fancy be
By words I have to say.
Would you believe you could receive
A laugh or two by words,
That dance and prance and take their stance
So simple writ...not heard?
Well, here's the deal...it's how it is
And was and always will....
Be quick to think but slow to write
On golden wheat-filled hills.
For I have learned that words CAN heal,
That's just the way I feel.
So I shall write to simply charm
The whiskers off an eel!
THE NO FRILLS CHALLENGE
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