Wait a mystic minute … three consecutive Daily Prompts with five-letter words?
It may come as a surprise to you but I read runes or tease out tealeaf-tattle with the best of them. And I can recognise an augury when I trip over it in the dark.
So after consulting a load of old crystal balls I have divined that those Wise Wizards at WordPress have sent out a coded challenge to those of us with the, ahem, gift to see … well, to those of us who like turning Daily Prompt words into acrostic poems … er, that’ll just be me then!
And the coded challenge? Write limericks, loser, or languish in the lost lands for all eternity!
Ever-eager for extra brownie points, I am going for the equivalent of a high-tariff dive by combining extreme brevity with the demanding acrostic format and a rare attempt to land a post on three simultaneous Daily Prompt pages. Never one to blow my own trumpet, of course, I leave any wild acclaim or thunderous applause to posterity.
A politician called Gall
G ot elected by promising all!
I f nothing went quite
L ike he said, well all right,
E very story but his was too tall.
S hop till you drop and when zapped,
H appiness comes gift-wrapped.
O ceans are dying,
C limate is frying –
K eep mouthing that mantra: ‘Adapt!’
B irdwatching bewitches geeks,
L ying in wait for weeks
I n the cold and damp
N ever far from cramp
K eeping shuteye at bay just for beaks.