There once was a movie named
The Manchurian Candidate
Why Manchurian
I scratch my head
Little up north
The cold frigid waste
Siberia
The Siberian Candidate
That would have been
More realistic
Wouldn’t it
Oh my my
What did I do
Realistic
May be a reality TV show
But not real life
Siberian Candidate
Everything in life can’t be
Black and white
Must use our imagination
Little shades of gray
Not just left and right
Not conservative and liberals
A little compromise
Maybe thinking about
Siberian cold
I am mixing my
Black and white
My imaginations
Taking a flight
Charli’s prompt this week:
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features something black and white. It could be a nun in a zebra monster truck, a rigid way of thinking, a bird in a tuxedo — be imaginative and go where the prompt leads.
Love your take!
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Thanks.
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Flowing like a wonderful song.. reminds me of a melody Streisand would sing.
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Thank you so much for the kind words.
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nice!
& while maybe
not Manchurian,
still compromised 🙂
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For the good of the country, I hope not though everything points there.
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Love this
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Thank you.
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Topical and frightening. The Siberian Candidate… 😦 This was a fun one to read 🙂
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Thanks for reading. One of my blogger friends had commented that haikus are supposed to be about nature. As we are all part of nature, I hope I am covered🙂
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Great ramble before taking flight. Thanks for joining in at the Ranch!
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