Never Live It Down
Another Indie Ink Challenge met with just hours to spare. My challenge is listed at the bottom. I have been sitting on this idea for a week, and this is the only way it would come out. Pure silliness your kids, especially, will enjoy.
There once was a sloth called Fernando
Who surfed through the trees in Orlando
He was the best there be
In a race you see
For there was none who could catch his shadow.
A day of fate left a blow to his pride
A piece of wood as he surfed went up his hide
Try as he might
The wood out of sight
His derriere was left in a fit to be tied.
That wood that was stuck was as big as a dime
So he swooped through the trees, over space and time
His nether end
He kept in a bend
His eyes ever seeking that finish line.
The race he would win despite the stuck wood
The ending within eyesight told him he could
Wind in his cheeks
His smile getting weak
He zoomed and he twisted as he knew he should.
The very last twist held a fate of its own
And this time he knew the race he had blown
The wood removed
His hide approved
The shart that shifted the world his renown.
This week I was challenged by Jason Hughes to write outside the box: Tell me about a day in the life of a sloth named Fernando without once using one of these letters in your story anywhere: “i” or “m”. Those proved a little too hard for me, so I opted to eliminate “j” instead.
I challenged Jules with “You’re hobbled, you’ve broken a heel, you’ve got holes in your hose, black smudges on your face, scratches on your arm, and your ear is bleeding where your pearl earring was ripped off. What happened to you?” whose excellent response can be found here.
So, tell me how I did. I welcome constructive criticism, even for something as silly as this. Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments.