Hey, lady! Put your hands where I can see them!
Lordy, who can you trust these days?
Money is everything.
If you don't know what's going on or indeed what Fib Sunday is, click here to read the original instructions. Go on, you know you want to.
1) I take the topic as given in last week's final entry, write a Fib and give a new topic.
2) Your reply to the topic is in the form of a Fib in the comment section.
3) You then supply the next topic.
4) The next visitor replies with a Fib on the newly given topic and then provides a new topic and so on...
A Fib is a six line, twenty syllable poem with a syllable count by line of 1/1/2/3/5/8. The only restriction on a Fib is that the syllable count follow the Fibonacci sequence. An example of a classic fib:
Math plus poetry yields the Fib.
Last time, Krafty Bitch left us with the topic of migratory waterfowl. My drippy response:
shoots across the sky -
as does my rifle; killing's fun.