Nailed It

Last week I cheated not doing a valid stream of consciousness, however this week will be different as I have nothing prepared and I will not indulge in any research.  If only I could only write like J-Dubs Grin and Bear It – Jilly Beans, this would be simple, but my mind works differently.  If I were a carpenter and you are a lady, I’d probably try to nail you.  I did drink a rusty nail which was really disgusting, so I will never do that again.  Nevermore cried the Raven, as it flew off to Never Never Land.  I’ve got nothing more to add, so I will end this post with the poem that was in my first post called Walking Gale and written on April 23, 2017, because it has the word nail in it.

She is wagging her tail.
We are getting the mail.
We will walk through the dale.
It started to hail.
Stopped to lean on a rail.
Just stepped on a snail.
Glad it wasn’t a nail.
Just saw a quail.
We will not fail.
And end up in jail.
We would need bail.
Let’s go for a sail.
It would be nice to catch a whale.
My hook got caught on some kale.
Put the fish in a pail.
Popped open an ale.
That girl is wearing a veil.

Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday where the prompt is nail.

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