Crimson’s Creative Challenge #11

3 sheep

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Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN

Here’s how it works:

Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE

Here are some suggestions:

  • An answering photo
  • A cartoon
  • A joke
  • A caption
  • An anecdote
  • A short story (flash fiction)
  • A poem
  • A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
  • An essay
  • A song—the lyrics or the performance

You have plenty of scope, and only two criteria:

  • Your creative offering is indeed yours
  • Your writing is kept to 150 words or less

If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it
If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory)
If you tag it #CCC others should be able to find it by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)

Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.

Details of the photo are given, if relevant, below this line

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29 Responses to Crimson’s Creative Challenge #11

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  4. “It had to be ewe.”

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  8. Violet Lentz says:

    https://violetslentz.home.blog/2019/01/25/out-to-pasture/

    A little thought from me.. Thank you Crispina for the lovely prompts each week..

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  12. Brian Bixby says:

    My love is like a white, white sheep
    That’s freshly bunged in June,
    O, my love is like the midnight sky
    Whene’er I look at her moon.

    As fair as thou art, my bonnie ewe,
    So deep in lust am I
    And I will have thee still, my dear,
    Until your lanolin runneth dry.

    ‘Til your lanolin runs dry, my dear,
    And your patties ripen in the sun,
    And I will have thee still, my dear,
    ‘Tho toward the sea you run.

    So fair thee well, my bonnie ewe,
    As you sink into the sea,
    For there’s many more where you came from,
    And I won’t let them be.

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