Once again, I'm linking up with Mama Kat's writer's workshop.
Today's prompt #4 Write a poem where the last two words are 'my friend'.
199.5.
Not a station I listen to as I drive.
It's the pounds I read on the scale.
199.5.
That's right, I said it,
and I think I regret it.
199.5.
More than it should be,
but less than it could be.
199.5.
I once saw 200 climbing down this ladder,
and vowed to myself to never be fatter.
199.5.
With 2 sticks of butter
that promise is broken...
199.5.
Or maybe it's the scale;
Could it be chokin'?
199.5.
Yes, yes... it must be joking!
Well played, my friend.
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