Wicked Word Wednesday (1.4)

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The very first Wicked Word Wednesday went swimmingly but some things needed ironing out.

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7 thoughts on “Wicked Word Wednesday (1.4)

  1. First try…I’ll get all the stuff organized on my blog later

    We are the lost legion,
    Woodstock’s kid sister,
    Gen X’s maiden aunt
    with mentholyptus breath
    And slow ass dial up.
    Always running to catch up.
    The forgotten cohort.
    ‘hey guys, wait up!’
    We sing out.
    “You don’t understand”
    the kids respond.


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  2. Byron said it best . . . “cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold . . . that host on the morrow lay withered and strown . . . lances unlifted, trumpet unblown. . . widows of Ashur – loud in their wail, idols are broke in the temple of Baal.”

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