The American Sandwich game...
Flash Fiction in 51 syllables, with a poetic filling.
Take a bite...
Here's mine:
SLIPPERY
Lean a little to the left, dress to the right, sit up, sit straight, sit tight.
Make of this what you will, but she knows that life can be a bitter pill.
Slippery as a fish, I can’t hold her, her head bounces on the floor.
Wonderful ending!
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A slippery fish indeed.
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