And so it came to pass that my antipodean friend (and yours), Jessie Ansons, challenged me via Twitter to reply to her groovy slice of Friday Fiction (which you can, and should, read here). So, because I don’t like shirking a challenge (and because I was scared she’d call me names if I didn’t) I did. Here goes.
Unbelievable Stories
I’ve been teasing the boy since the day he was born.
His father, my son, thought it was funny, though torn,
‘coz his Mrs, you see, was ne’er fond of a laugh;
spending her days with a stick up her…
ahem
So when he was older, around eight or nine,
I told him a story of these fingers of mine.
The old maze out the back was the perfect of hooks,
and as the story unfolded he gave me a look.
Of fear
Of amazement
Of sadness.
Despair.
But worth it for the cuddle in this comfy old chair.
Catch up with the rest of the Friday Fiction stories over at Rochelle’s blog. 1 photo. 100 words. Endless possibilities.
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Dear Peter,
Dare I say that your story fits Jessie’s like a hand in a glove–minus two fingers. 😉 Nice job.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Haha I love this quote Rochelle!
I think that it might be worth the two fingers even if they were not for real for that cuddle
Aw… always go for the cuddles.
Nice one. 🙂
Bravo on an excellent #replyfiction Binks! The ahem was my favourite part 🙂
brill 🙂
I loved this! It was wonderful.
What a great response, I love the idea of working in tandem with another Friday Fictioneer
I REALLY like this!
Very funny and very clever. Most entertaining.
Funny well written poem. The rhyming is very well done.
Cheers
KT
Worth it for a cuddle says it all really. Nice story-poem.
Cuddles and a—ahem. Funny and warm.
Dear Jesse, I really enjoyed your story! It was funny and clever! Nan 🙂
Dear Peter,
You have a knack for rhyme and rhythm that I think you would do well to practice and hone. 🙂 Since I landed here before reading Jessie’s story this week, I shall now pop over there to read exactly how this hand fits a glove.
All my best,
Marie Gail