First of all, let me publicly apologize for not PROMPTly responding to your submissions last week. I plan to in the next few days. I always love what you write and want to savor and digest the posts, and not rush through and lose the flavor. (I am hosting Thanksgiving this year, and have eating things on the brain.) So…just know…that I appreciate your PROMPTuesday input and I read every word you write, even if it is a week later, and HOW DO YOU COOK A TURKEY????
In other news, yesterday was my 42nd birthday (in my head, I pronounced it “forty-HOLY SHIT WHEN DID MY SKIN BEGIN RESEMBLING A PLUCKED CHICKEN’S!-second”) and I received the most beautiful and amazing well wishes. Among them, this from my kindred-soul friend, Mary. And in addition to a plate of other things (like deep and lasting love) her lovely post inspired this week’s prompt, which is:
Write an ode to someone or something.
Here’s my ode to Thanksgiving:
Oh Thanksgiving, why do you mock?
I worry my stuffing will taste like a sock
I can’t cook worth a damn
My turkey’s a ham
And everything else is a rock
Fine. Not only does my Thanksgiving cooking need help, so does my Thanksgiving ode. Also, your ode need not be a crappy poem.
Please post your own ode in the comments or write about it on your blog and leave me the link.