Saturday, August 21, 2010

September Blas Warm-UP Saturday Prompts

A Silver Bracelet

ACID

All the ships have left, the last plane

And for another twenty-five pounds, a neat leather wallet

And when a lovely woman

Another Toy

Bloody Men!

Career Path

Catch a Falling Star and Put Him in Hello

Come Live With Me and be my fuck-buddy

Drink to Me, Leona

Eating Electricity

Flea

Frozen Shoulder

Gather a few roses and that

Had we but world enough, and time

Here, have an onion

I had a goldfish

I Have My Lover's Heart (in the fridge)

I stood once, at a window in a storm

I will choose a child not my colour

I will have a cat named Beatrice

In my attic

Listen, the Curfew Bell

Plain-Clothes detectives are operating in this store

SAND

Shall I compare thee to a 0-0 draw in Crewe on a wet Monday?

She leaves the nursery and begins to walk

So I opened the parcel

The harbour is still, the sea is low and swollen

There is a pause in the music

There is no one like Sally

Tomorrow or Not

Tripod

What I was about to say

When I consider how my life has whistled past

Women in neon passing the window

You waste your time and mine

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