FOWC with Fandango (Fandango’s One Word Challenge)
Today’s word is “suit”
I couldn’t believe my eyes
When I looked outside
There stood a dog in a suit
What a hoot
He even wore a tie
You know I wouldn’t lie
I wondered where his owner was
No reason just because
Gourmand is the word.
The man was a gourmand
And, a poor man
When it came to food
He had to feed a brood
Hot dogs and Kraft Dinner
Was all always a winner
When invited out to eat
He would never miss a beat
He loved buffets
Because he could graze
Upon the food
Actually, he seemed quite rude
He loved Christmastime
His favorite time to dine
Eat and eat mainly all the meat
Once gone, he’d look for all the sweets
The man was a glutton
Needed to wear a button
Explaining that he overate
Knowing that it was quite a mistake
It doesn’t matter what, cancer to me is only a disease that I’ll always be able to overcome. You must keep a positive attitude and a positive outlook in order to beat it. What do you have to lose, you fight you will hopefully win, you give in to it and it will more than likely take your life.
It’s not a pretty ride with all the testing, radiation and chemo but just keep saying to yourself I got this, I’m going to beat this, and carry on.
Sure, you’ll feel sick and exhausted and feel sorry for yourself, but you must fight this battle to win.
If you’d like to read my story I’ve included a link below.
My life with cancer.
This was written for a challenge over at Fandango’s. The word prompt is battle.
Today’s word for FOWC is PRIME
Prime Minister comes to mind
Image by Larry White Pixabay
Prime Rib if I were hungry
Prime Time for TV viewing
Amazon Prime for free shipping and other benefits too, I believe
Prime rates – Banking Is your mortgage coming up for renewal
Prius Prime – Toyota’s hybrid We should all drive hybrids but who can afford one
A 2 stanza haiku-style poem about turnovers
You glare at me with such hatred
Yet you tell others I am sacred
Your piercing eyes go right through me
Does this mean that you loathe me?
Your actions towards me show much scorn
It’s like you hate the day I was born
If you hate me so
Why not just let me go
This poem is for FOWC with Fandango
The word for this challenge is scorn.