“No Reason Ahead”
the sign said,
and yet there was the road.
It lead straight onward,
not around about, and backward,
(Oh, crap, the prompt said “at least 50 words”
and I can’t think of anything that rhymes with “words,” except “curds”.
OK, whatever…so back to the sign,
because, honestly, I’m running out of time…
Oh, but wait! That’s it! I’m over 50!)
(I’m done, now, right? I can leave? Can I have house lights, please?)
Thank you, Monique, for letting me have fun at your expense.
In response to The Blog Propellant, Picture Prompt #24