It has to be here, Grandpa’s been talking
About it for years, he wouldn’t lie
Hold the flashlight, I’ll dig
‘What if we dig too far and the tree
Falls down? If we create a
Catastrophe, Grandma will kill us’
No risk, no treasure, Bro
‘Grandma’s coming!’
BOYS! there’s a skunk in there!
©VIGIL HOURS & Rene Hearthchild, 2018 ~ All rights reserved.
Vigil Hours 
Ha ha ha…sounds like the sort of thing my father would have done to us.
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Hope it was somewhat amusing 🙂
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His pranks were often double-edged. Like your poem.
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Yeah, I gathered that 🙂
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That would surely have me running!! Excellent write!!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Something tells me this does not end well. Great take on the prompt Rene! 🙂
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Thank you so much, Kat! 🙂
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Thank you, dear heart ❤
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