This week our prompt is a complete quotation from the Nobel Literary prize winner Albert Camus
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Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
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Pick whichever piece of it you wish and use it within your poem or prose. Then leave the url of your post (not of your blog) with Mister Linky and a comment
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He walks like a woman
when he waddles across the road
and he points and he pirouettes
and he tries to forget
that he’s still in the closet
and he’s not coming out yet
don’t walk behind him if you
really want to be his friend
but he pouts and powders his nose
and shares his sister’s clothes
and he stops the traffic when
he walks up the frog ‘n’ toad
he’s up and he’s up and he’s high
like the moon in the sky
and he thinks that no one knows
that he’s no regular guy.
But I’ve been told that he talks
like a woman from the street
he walks like a woman
when he waddles across the road
and he points and he pirouettes
and he tries to forget
that he’s still in the closet
and he’s not coming out yet
don’t walk behind him if you
really want to be his friend
but he pouts and powders his nose
and shares his sister’s clothes
and he stops the traffic when
he walks up the frog ‘n’ toad.
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Written for and posted to Carry On Tuesday. Have you tried it yet?
Brilliant Andy! I certainly wouldn't walk in front of him either!
ReplyDeleteLuckily I'd be quite safe walking behind OR in front!
ReplyDeleteExcellently done and great fun.
ReplyDeleteI had rollicking fun reading this!
ReplyDeleteglaring nightmare
really enjoyed it buddy.
ReplyDeleteHands in pockets, careful not to drop anything!
ReplyDeleteGood one Andy. Ejoyed reading this.
ReplyDeleteGood one Andy. Ejoyed reading this.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a song - it really rolls along.
ReplyDeleteYes, walk with him if you want to be his friend. Everyone has a right to be whatever that "be" is. I'm completely for LGBT rights.
ReplyDelete"and he points and he pirouettes
ReplyDeleteand he tries to forget "
is just brilliant.
This poem was such fun. :)
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