April 3, 2016
Three _____ The prompt for today is a "Fill in the Blank" poem
Three Blanks
Three Blanks
walk into a bar.
Being from the
shores of the Black Sea
The first one orders
vodka from Krasnodar
Fills himself up
and claims he is the Czar!
The second says she’ll
take whiskey in a mason jar
The way they
drink it in Zanzibar
And struts to
the stage with her electric guitar
Where she begins
her repertoire,
Empty of soul,
but bound to be a star.
The third Blank,
a canvas from a previous seminar,
Orders champagne
and caviar
Pulls out a
pistol purchased earlier at the bazaar
Says to the
keeper of the bar
“I’m not
shooting blanks
Give me the keys
to your car
and
Stay where you
are!”
The czar, who’s
really from Dakar,
Snickers and yells
“You won’t get very
far!”
While the singer,
who’s actually a basketball star
Leaps in front
of the shooter, like a Final Four quasar
And says
“The barkeep walks
to work,
You silly Renoir…
Close. But no
cigar.”
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